She wouldn't care if it was her fault or not. I should have prevented it.Husbands have such a crutch to bear.As I walked around behind her to hold her...head, I noticed she had a very short skirt on. But what stopped me was the fact that I was looking at her bare butt. "What the happened to her underwater?" was the first thought that ran skipping across my big brain.My little brain just said, "Whoopee!!!!"Listening to Amy wretch, I wondered why my little head was reacting. Then I remembered it. He toked up as soon as Jessica handed him the joint, inhaling deep and coughing loudly.“Damn, that's good shit” he noted with a nod and handed it to Roxy. A light buzz descended on him within moments.“Wait till you try this” Jessica said, grinning as she picked up the cup on the left and handed it to him. “This one's for you.”“Thanks. What's in it?” he asked, peering into the frothy cup.“Just drink it” she said, placing a hand on her hip. “And get out of that stupid, green shirt.” Jessica. Despite my throbbing cock, I had to pretend it was no big deal to share that photo with him. It was!I got light headed, and stiff, thinking about how much intimate contact he would have with my wife’s pussy though he had never met her. He would finger Sue’s pussy and shape it in his shop - pulling, probing, rubbing its effigy. His tenting pants said he wanted to meet the model. ‘I should keep the fondant and frosting chilled until you are ready to serve this very special cake. I’m sure you. There she was the cleaner i just fucked and the hottest security guard i had ever seen, she was same as as me in her 30's, long black hair pulled back into a bun, small frame and a plump set of C's that looked out of place but amazing at the same time. She tore off her uniform throwing it over into the corner with the cleaners and my clothes and knelt infront of my limp cock, she took it into her mouth and started to suck it i could feel her mouth muscles as she sucked me back to my full 11" of.