As if watching my life flash before my eyes, my wife’s legs were suddenly on top of the drivers shoulders and he was rubbing his engorged black cock...up and down her pink slit. For the first time I saw the drivers cock. It was long and thick. Pulling back the foreskin to reveal a dark swollen pink mushroom like head, the driver looked at me and chuckled. My mouth fell open but no words came out, instead I went numb watching the sticky droplets of pre-cum oozing from his cock.Bethans cries for. Still on speaker.“Yup ... that’s her. Whatever she wants.”“Yes, Ma’am ... anything.”Disconnect. Dial tone.“How much?”“Five grand?”He wrote out a note.“Sure ... take this to the teller. Pleasure doing business, Miss Flintkote.”The teller had to go to the vault ... the little one ... the big one is on a timer.“Okay ... it’s beer thirty. I have developed a taste for hoppy malt ... but just one, the vitamins in good beer is good for little Mary...” I patted my belly.Missy said, “I’ll just go home. He married her though, so Ill give him points for that. Over the next three or four years they had been married, he fucked her or had her give him head but he left her to fend for herself if she was going to get any satisfaction. On their second child, her tits had swollen to an FF cup, laden with milk. After she quit nursing he was tired of them hanging on her chest and talked and she had started having back problems, so she consented to a breast reduction. So thats why she was where she was. He still wouldn't let himself believe his instinct. It looked like Mrs. Linden was coming on to him, but it seemed too crazy to be true, especially with Kurt sitting right next to him."Oh, I made a mistake," Gloria said and squeezed Jeff's shoulder. "I should have said that Jeff is allowed to fuck any girl or any woman he wants to fuck." She squeezed his shoulder again and let her thigh move over to press against his arm.Gloria continued, her impatience to fuck the handsome boy growing. "Do you.