She would have a direct view of my erection and naked body from her room. But I could never see if she was looking at me or saw anything.One morning, ...he did open the door and there was a pause in her step before she walked out, but of course it was too risky to move my head into view or use a mirror or reflective surface to see where or what she was looking at. To be honest, it was getting quite frustrating. I couldn't risk her realising for certain that I wanted her to see my cock! She could. ..uh...anything...uh...interesting happen at work today?"I "Nothing real interesting happened here. Are you sure you are okay? What are you doing?"I was getting seriously concerned. She replied, "Oh yes! I am perfectly fine. Just gimme a minute. Don't...uh...go...uh...anywhere." I heard her put the phone down and I could now hear what sounded like springs squeaking. As I began to put one and one together in my head my suspicions were blatantly confirmed by my wife's words, which I could hear. ...............must be the drink, but who cares!!!!We leave the bar and pop to Anne Summers on the high street - we purchase a vibrating love egg and 8 inch silver tipped vibrator.Carrying our purchases and both extremely excited by what we are about to do we pop into Marks and Spencer's next door......my cock is hard at the thought of what we thinking of doing. We go into the changing rooms with some clothes we picked up from the shelves and whilst the attendants back is turned sneak into the. She squirmed underneath me as her moans reached a higher pitch. I let her nipple free from my mouth and continued to kiss down her body. I kissed the space between her breasts, down to her stomach, where I let my tongue explore her navel. I kissed my way to her waist, where her jeans were. I brought my hands to her jeans and unbuttoned them, and pulled them down to her ankles, where I undid her shoes, pulled them off with her socks, and let her pants fall to the floor. I massaged her calves.
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