Her head was bowed and her hands covered her face. All she could register was the tone in Mo's voice, getting steadily more menacing. She thought she ...eard the words,'... shit on me... ' and, '... how could you... why?'The words were going around in a whirl.She felt her life slipping away from her. The implications of discovery had been going around in her mind for a month or more and instinctively she knew what the consequences were going to be.She would lose her job. Her family would find out. I answered, "On is fine," but the truth was that having her walking around stark naked in those high heels made her look even sexier.She nodded, and then pulled a long-handled duster from her cart. "Well, let's start at the top then."Heels clicking, she strutted across the floor until she was beneath the ceiling fan. I had to moan when she stretched her arm over her head, lifting those magnificent breasts. Her smile broadened at the sound.Vicki moved in a circle beneath the fan, dusting off. Oh we knew how to fuck but that's about all. I had a lot of mixed up feelings about showing off her body. I loved her small thirty four b cup tits and perfect legs , I often talked her into dressing to show off. But if any guy starting paying what I thought was to much attention I'd get jealous. One summer we got invited to go to Panama City with a group of friends. I had just started up my own business and really didn't need to take time off. I could tell my wife really wanted to go but she. Then, on a sudden impulse, Tony rose to his knees, put one arm behind her shoulders, the other behind her legs, and lifted her up. She squealed in surprise, but the workouts they had been doing together had paid off. He was now just strong enough to stand up and carry her to the bed.Manjula’s fingers trembled as she fumbled with his buttons, but she brushed his hands away when he tried to undress himself. His cock rammed to attention when she pulled off his boxers.“Your cock is so beautiful. It.