Her boobs were huge, bigger than I thought, and her cleavage was also covered in light freckles. The crotch of her shorts was only about an inch wide,...and I could see a tuft of her bush peeking around the edges as she sat facing me. I kept staring at her tits, and she smiled and asked if I liked them. God yes! I asked how big they were, she said her bust measurement was 48 inches, and she couldn't find a bra to fit them. I believed it. I was getting crazy horny, and she knew it, so she told me. Three days past. Each one becoming more monotonous and frustrating than the last. Work was boring and her sexual frustration was starting to get the better of her. She decided that that day after work she would head into town and buy a butterfly. As soon as she got home she opened the packet and looked at it. She had expected to be put off by it as soon as she took it out but the thought of what it could do to her made her frustration build even higher and her excitement built. She decided to. You go upstairs Frank and James along with the rest of your team mates and help my wife out with whatever she needs. I just hope my wife doesn’t work you boys too hard.” Paul said and smiled. “Oh yes Joan these men are here to help you not the other way around so you make sure they handle the hard jobs. I remember from the other night they slaked off a lot and I don’t believe any of the guys had to go to the washroom as much as they said they did. I think they were probably upstairs. ”I want you to fuck Angie,” she whispered into my ear. “I want you to fuck her pussy good!”Angie pulled away from me and laid down on the bed with her legs apart. Her pussy was wet, with swollen, puffy lips, and was shaved bare. It was beautiful. I climbed between her legs and rubbed my throbbing cock along her slick slit, stopping to brush it against her clit. With a deep moan, she bucked her hips, trying to get my cock inside of her. “Give her that fat cock Todd, shove that big fucker into.