Getting on my knees I peeked through the hole, into her booth.My wife had her back to me, but judging from her hand/arm movements she was stroking som...thing in front of her. She kept stroking for what seemed an eternity whilst all the while talking dirty about how big and hard my cock had grown. It must of turned her on so much seeing that cock through the wall that she kneeled down and began sucking it deeply into her mouth. I could now see her properly, her face, her tits, her horniness. My. Joe and I had been together earlier in the day already and he’d fingered me in the park. It was amazing. I was so wet and he was so good. We were just sitting outside on a park bench. It’s hot as hell out so I was just wearing a short cotton skirt, allowing Joe real easy access to my pussy. I loved it. I loved knowing he could graze my clit, finger me, or, unprompted, get down on his knees and start licking me. He does that sometimes, in an elevator, say. Today we sat in the sun, totally. Her hand was warm and soft just as I imagined her tits…. I forced myself to stop thinking that way and to concentrate on what she was saying. "Your qualifications are impressive for someone so young," she continued. "I was expecting an older man." "I hope that won't be a problem," I said, with obvious disappointment in my voice. "Oh no," she smiled "But I will have to do a few more things in the interview just to check you are up to the task. First things first. I want you to get changed into. She gently took each arm out of the bra and lowered the cloth, letting us see her tits. They were big and full, and hung lower than Diana’s did, sagging slightly. Her brown areolas were bigger than Diana’s, and her dark nipples protruded out. They swayed gently as she dropped her bra, and the pendulous shape was naturally erotic.Standing in front of us topless, Sonia lifted her large tits to her mouth and tongued her own nipples to the beat of the music. Then she turned around and began to pull.