.. fuck my clit... in a circle, yeah right there... ugh huh... yes!" In fact she continuously talked to him through the whole five minutes he was down...between her legs. I almost wished I had a better view of the incestuous action. But alas, it also ended with my wife's orgasm, her buttocks rippling uncontrollably, and my son's gasps for air all happening after an eternity of witnessing the degrading and disgusting sights.Silently as a zombie, I closed the swinging doors to the living room. My. I cannot say that I blamed her, but that did make it more difficult to help her. Josh and I had to struggle to get her dress back on her, and that seemed to break her complete concentration on herself. At least, I guessed that was what happened, but she looked around at Josh and me and fainted dead away.I wiped her forehead with a cloth dipped in water, and that brought her back to consciousness. "Oh, my God! My husband!" She rose to her knees and embraced the first man to be shot by the. Oh its so good…” she panted. She looked over at her husband and said, “Look at how he’s fucking me, that’s how I like it. Go on, fuck my cunt, make me come,” she was grunting and panting as I fucked her harder and harder. Her pussy was making sucking sounds as it got wetter from the onslaught.Then she was coming like mad, bucking her hips up to meet my trusts and crying out “Yes I’m coming, Oh he’s making me come.”When it looked like she was finished I pulled my slimy cock out and sat back to. But Icouldn't admire that he was doing it secretly. So last October I'ddecided to go to Victoria's Secret after work and buy him a bra for hisbirthday, a pretty one in his own size. Mainly to see how he'd react,where it might lead. You never know. If he got too painfullyembarrassed I could always claim it was for me, for him to see andadmire on me, that that was his present. But if he was grateful? Ifit turned him on? If I asked him if it would fit and he reassured me?I loved the idea! .