I am so lucky that I always get what I want and I when I want. The same is applicable to my husband too. We both, sexy husband and wife do our fucking...whenever we wish and it does not surprise us anymore.We both love challenges and adventure in sex.According to the programmed, I visited my husband's office in the evening. The time was around 5.40 in the evening. Our program was to go for shopping together after close of his office. Many of my husband's colleagues in his office know me and they. "I... I mentioned you guys to her," Pete said."I think it's great you're looking out for him," Charlie said, smilingat Cameron. He found himself smiling back."Well, you know me - well, you don't, obviously, but - as we get to knoweach other you'll see that's the kind of guy I am." Cameron noddedthoughtfully and tried to look sensitive yet masculine at the same time."...right," Charlie said.The old magic didn't seem to be working and Cameron said, "So, how doyou know Pete, Charlie?" Well - you. She checked the door again and was happy that the chair jammed against the door handle would hold. She shucked out of her skirt and blouse, and her come-stained knickers and hose. She removed her wig and washed off her makeup. She was Mike again; the lean rangy youth whose uncle sat in the next room drinking himself into oblivion.Mike spent a restless night but managed to fall asleep in the early hours just before dawn. When he woke up it was nearly midday and the cottage was deathly silent.. I knelt in front of him, removed his socks and shoes, dropped his pants around his ankles, and drew his jocks slowly downwards. Never one to think much about cock size I must admit I was pleasantly surprised at the huge thick muscled tool that curved upwards to his navel from the tight sac between his thighs, the large bulbous knob a lovely pink flanged helmet of smooth flesh. Clive drew me upright and eased my panties down over my bottom until they dropped to my ankles. He picked me up in his.