Now things like this happened at the large refrigerator, but I had my own refrigerator hidden under the desktop in my cubicle and nothing had ever jus... gone missing.Of course, all the people in the cubicles around me knew nothing about why my lunch was missing and oddly enough, when I mentioned tagging along to lunch with them, they all had plans, leaving me to fend for myself. I knew something was happening, just couldn't figure out what my wife had in mind.Shaking my head in confusion, I. .[LET THE FUCKING BEGIN] ! Nancy is on her hands and knees, ass high up in the air with her skirt pulled up around her waist, panties on the floor and looks back at me then says "PLEASE EAT MY SLUTTY ASSHOLE" ! In a flash I am behind her, spread her ass wide open and slide my tongue as deep as it could go down her sweet hole ! She let's out a moan like a woman possessed and buries her face in a pillow as I commence to tongue fucking her open back door ! I do circles with my tongue in her. The little bitch was caressing my hubby’s leg just in front of me…But Uncle Victor looked relaxed with the physical contact they were making. Jimena smiled at me, in a very shy way…I knew the little girl was feeling horny; but I was almost sure she was a lesbian. But now, looking her behavior, I got a little doubt.Jimena kept rubbing her foot against Victor’s leg as she stared into his face, sort of challenging him. But my husband was speechless.I finally announced I would go upstairs for. “I’m like a spitting fountain or something.”Aron laughed, but it was clear that he had serious trouble getting his breathing back to normal.“Spitting fountain? What’s that?”“Like a jumping fountain, only that it’s spitting instead of jumping,” Carter explained.“I suddenly have a weird passion for fountains,” Aron joked. “Sorry I took you by surprise.”“You were horny,” Carter shrugged. “So no sweat. And you know, whenever you’re horny, just ... go for it.”“Ha, ha, you have no idea what you’re.