.Sir...Forgive me..i got family and i can not afford to lose my job....John get the pass back and slowly drive on the narrow line.Is 8.54 pm.John take... the car all the way inside the trucks docks,my wife is frozen,did not move a single muscle since the pass clearance,she still holding the mobile,still recording.John get a nice boutique bag from the back seat and hand it to Andrea and say"Put the stilettos and stockings on and take off your bra"My wife is so shocked for what just happened that. She bites her lower lip as she watch's him helplessly. He slowly kisses down her chest as he holds her hands above her head. With his free hand he slowly pinch's her nipple and twists it making her whimper a little bit. As he does that her eyes slowly change from a soft blue to a blueish green colour. He grabs some rope and ties her hands together above her head and ties it to one of the legs of the couch she is laying on. He slowly runs his nails down her chest making goosebumps raise all. Her rhythm matching mine as I slowly stroked inside her. Both of our breathing became faster as our passion built. I raised myself above her, as you would do with your arms fully extended while doing push-ups and looked into her eyes as she returned my gaze. That’s when she said ‘Now.’ Gently telling me to join her. She drew her knees up and out crossing her ankles behind my back, allowing me to penetrate to her very depths, the tip of my manhood resting against her cervix, the mouth of her. I was quite proud of my long legs. I might as well show them off. I bent down and plucked the hem of my skirt and slowly straightened lifting my skirt and petticoat until my suspenders were showing. Then I let go."You've got very nice legs." Thank you - so have you. Are you wearing stockings too?" I was amazed at myself. Is this the sort of question to ask a girl you've only just met?"Yes. Do you want to see?" Without waiting for a reply Kerry lifted her skirt in the same manner that I had. She.