“I suppose we might have problems if we were poor role models,” she implied, my outfit was completely inappropriate. I have to admit that I agreed...with her on that subject.I was wearing a sheer grey outfit that hugged my hips, exposed my cleavage, and made me feel exposed and vulnerable. I was also wearing impossibly high heels and a lot of makeup, just like Michael likes.“I’ve been doing my best, but I’ve had to revert to old fashioned measures like good old fashioned spankings sometimes,” I. She waited as I came, as I gasped and moaned and groaned. She waited as my body quaked and shivered. All the while the women around me stroked my thighs, stomach, and breasts.When my body quieted, they were all smiling at me. I had the impression they appreciated a responsive body, a body that responded to stimuli and still wanted more. That was me. I wanted more.Her arm, and the hand attached to it deep inside me, began moving. In and out. The wrist never came into view, again. But, in and. "So i'm Jasmin and this my daughter Zoe" she then said introducing herself and her daughter sat next to her."Hi i'm Peter" I replied back."You live near here?" she asked"Yes, but in the other direction" I replied"Oh, well, we need to get this shopping back, do you mind if we drop you off later?" Jasmin then asked"No, i'm in no hurry to get home" I replied back casually.So we continued on, and a few minutes later pulled up outside their house, and as it was still raining we made a quick dash. 1 of the lads moved it down and i gave him the thumbs up, i could see all of my wife laid out ready for what she wanted. James opened her legs and he went straight in her, he was fucking her hard and she was moaning like fuck she said she was cumming already i was like wow it takes me ages to make her cum. James was sucking her big tits and kissing her i was wanking away on my bed praying nobody walked in, i didn't know the other lads names cos she didn't tell me cos now i was on mute, i could.