She sniffed at the card, wondering why it all felt so distant.There were twenty messages on her voice-mail, mostly business. Two were from her best ol... school friend Paula asking her to call back so they might have lunch together. The sweet normalcy of it all touched her enough to make her cry. It just felt — real. She wondered how to handle the questions about her posh winter vacation, the envy for her tan? Would the dirtiness of it all shine through? Should she explain about Angique? Could. Luckily she stayed asleep. I ran back to our room and snuck through the door, my wife still occupied. I laid her down gently on my side of the bed and ripped the covers off my wife. She looked up at me but did not stop rubbing her clit. There was already a wet spot on the sheets where she had leaked her cum on the bed. I didn’t need any invitation. I moved her hand out of the way, lifted her ass from the bed and thrust all 7 inches of my cock in her hot cunt. She screamed in ecstasy. As I. She looked ravishing in a very fine white silk blouse open to just above the bra clasp at her sternum and tight black mid thigh skirt. The silk barely showed the dark of her areolas and the outline of her nipples through the fabric. Both Gary and I were also impressed. The car was warm enough to make her take her coat off and we all shared a jay of my best stash before heading out. The mix of potent weed and black tar opium soon had Beth's inhibitions down and we were necking and petting like. ..it's too thick" she whispered in his ear. "Don't worry Jess, it gets better....and soon you'll be moaning like a good little whore."He wasn't wrong, but it took a few very painful minutes before her ass was comfortably taking him inside her. She wrapped her legs as tight as she could around him, as he used his strong arms to lift her up and down on his cock. After a while of fucking like this, she felt amazing, not only from the cock inside her but because she felt truly like a sissy being.