He pulled his hand above the table and a couple of his fingers were wet …’I think your wife has gotten very turned on by the attention her body is...getting’ and his hand disappeared under the table. It was clear he was finger fucking and she was trying not to orgasm. Cuckman stopped and said it was time to go home. They both got in to the back seat of the car. As I drove I saw cuckman hitch my wife’s dress up and he was now finger fucking her pussy, and I could see it. It didn’t take long before. I was now servicing four. "Richard exploded in my mouth and one of the hand guys moved to take his place. As I took it in my mouth, I tried to be repulsed, but the pleasure and the craving was too great. I was actually enjoying being a little cock sucking slut. In the mean time, I began to buck uncontrollably as the dick in my pussy thrust in and out. Soon I had another prick in my vacant hand and was massaging it. Finally, just as I was on the brink of orgasm, Silky grabbed my shoulders and. Her fantasies took her hands over and she worked her body, playing it like a classical instrument. Before long, she shook softly, a small climax came. Nothing particularly spectacular, it was a rather prefunctionary orgasm at best, but it did the job. In the hot water, it made her drowse ever so softly, and she soaked for quite a while, a luxury she did not often allow. At last, seeing the wrinkles on her hands, she admonished herself yet once again, and struggled out of the tub. Carefully. The company was growing fast and she, and earlier I, were among a number of new web developers we brought on. I was more into the coding side of the job and she was an accomplished graphic artist though we both shared some abilities in the other's strengths. I'll have to admit, Heather was not a stunning beauty and she didn't particularly catch my attention at first. At maybe 5 foot 4, she was quite slender, with medium length brunette hair and blue eyes. I'm not an expert on bra sizes, but her.