"And put on a different top!" She just waved one hand in reply.She dashed off and, true to form, was back at the truck in ten minutes. And she had cha...ged into a short sleeved western shirt that was tied under her breasts. She was hot looking with her blond pony tail and jutting breasts, and Bob sighed as he felt the familiar stirring in his groin."What are we shopping for?" she asked as he drove off."Your cousin Gretchen is getting married, and we're invited to the wedding." he said as he. ” “Turn over, then.” Angie obliged, rolling on to her belly and pushing her toned ass up in the air with her thighs open to me. Wasting no time, I moved in, guiding my cock to her waiting pussy. With a single thrust, I entered my wife, feeling her wet tunnel take me in and hold me. Slowly at first, but gaining speed, I fucked Angie with long, deep strokes. Her pussy took me in easily and I delighted in the feel of her warmth and wetness. “Oh God, yes, baby,” she said quietly, “I love your cock. When her hands finally reached the other side of the desk, she was bent to 90 degrees, she was unsure if her thong was exposed or not. She just prayed it was hidden. Both Mrs Mallet and Mr Cocks were stood somewhere behind her. She could hear them whispering. She was sure her thong was in view? Oh God. The seconds seemed like hours before Mr Cocks spoke ‘Miss Mallet would you care to administer the punishment’ ‘Delighted Mr Cocks, absolutely delighted’ Mr Cocks then moved around and stood in. She was now naked (skirt and top semi on previously) sitting on the toilet smoking, blowing smoke out the window. "I have to smoke here so my daughter wont catch me, she's eight and she hates me smoking" I wash my face and sit in front of her. I ask her does she remember how all this started? she laughs and nods her head exaggeratedly, killing the cigarette. "how much longer have you got?" she asks. Well traffic is usually bad at this time so I could stay a while longer. "That's good" she says.