"As he walked through the mall he found that he had to be very, very careful of crowds so that he did not bump into anyone. He did not know if someone...could feel the contact, and certainly didn't want to find out the hard way.He went into one of the large, upscale department stores and headed for the women's clothing department. It took almost no time at all until he found the women's changing rooms. He walked right past the woman who counted items and handed out inventory tags and looked. I know because I was watching from some pre-planned vantage points. It was hard to hold back when he inflicted some pain on her body but the time wasn't right yet.Soon enough he pushed her knees apart as slid his tool, which wasn't any bigger than mine, into my trembling wife. I watched a few rough strokes before I made my appearance, quietly pressing the muzzle of my Glock .40 against the side of his head. Courtney clamped her legs around him and he was pretty helpless."OK shithead. I don't. "Ready, set," she pauses for a deep breath, and half shouts, "Go!"I bend to my task, tickling her mons with my mustache, before dipping down and licking her sweet nectar from perineum to stiff pubic tuft. I hear her suck air. I press firm lips to her vulva, waggling my head a few times."Mmm?" she asks a wordless question.I burrow my tongue into her, seeking her little pink hole. She yelps when I find it.I start lapping like a thirsty dog, slowly pummeling her erect clitoris with my tongue.. The living room was the same way, lights on but no one around. As I walked upstairs I heard some noise from our bedroom.I peeked around the doorway doing I could not to make a noise. The look of shock on my face would have made a priceless picture. Sara was on the bed spread eagle with her head back naked. My conservative wife’s bare ass was pointed at me with her face buried between Sara’s legs. The sounds I heard were moans of Sara getting her pussy eaten by my wife.I had pictured this scene.