It was obvious that there was no bra supporting those puppies.As we walked up the stairs, she going first, of course, since I am a gentleman, I wanted...to reach out the two feet to grab her tight, round ass. I was imagining reaching right up under her short, pleated skirt, when she stopped at the top of the stairs and turned quickly, causing me to bump into her, reaching out grabbing her by the hips, my face in her tits. She giggled, of course. "Sorry," I mumbled into her cleavage, smelling her. “I made a model of his cock as a present for you. So, when – ONLY when - you have pleased me greatly, you can have your husband’s cock inside you...just not the real one, of course.”She lets out a giggle. “To the bedroom. I want my toy to try out her new toy.”Victoria starts walking off to the bedroom, holding my husband’s hand. His erection stands out as he goes with her. I follow slowly and hesitate again at the door - but I go in, of course I do. I know what will happen if I hesitate too. I told the shift foreman, he told me to go home and try to shake it off, so I did. I got in my Chevelle, yep, same one, went home. Car parked in my driveway I didn’t recognize. 8 O’clock in the evening. I just opened the door and walked in, there they were. Patti’s blouse was open, bra pulled up, his pants were undone. No amount of talking could get her out of this one. Plus it was that same son of a bitch, I went ballistic. He tried to move left and right to get away, then trapped he tried to. Then he stood up and suggested that unless I wanted to give her another orgasm, we should have our showers."Would you like me to darling, because I think that I would really enjoy that?" I suggested and she happily pulled me between her legs, holding my head to her sex. Because of what Fred had just done to her, it didn't seem to take me too long and I must have been doing something right, because I felt her stiffen, her thighs clamping on my head as waves of pleasure washed over her.When I.