The scenario was obvious to all our men friends, I got a blast from watching my wife being well fucked and she was all for it enjoying some intense or...asms in the process.If you shared your wife regularly then there would have been a few times you've seen her being fingered, another man pushing 1 or 2 or 3 fingers into her married cunt. I enjoyed watching Nigel do just that to my on heat wife. With Nigel Monica always wore her white corset, stockings and matching little G-string bikini panties. "I don't think they ever actually spoke to one another at all." Her knee was pressing heavily on my cock, and my cock, beneath the pajama pants I wore, was stiffening again for her, flexing against the pressure of her weight. We were covered with the light fleece blanket we kept folded on top of the sofa. Outside a soft rain fell as the last of the sunlight faded. Bethie's heart beat low and steady. Her breath on my neck was warm and sweet and reassuring, reminding me with a subtle tickle that. Her mother tried to persuade her to go home, but she was adamant she was going to stay with Tony, and she made it clear to her mother that Tony and her were lovers and would remain so.On the following Monday, Tony went into the office as usual. He was expecting some sort of backlash, but he was surprised and shocked, to find that on his arrival he was not allowed into the building, unless it was under escort, with a security guard. When he eventually got to his desk, he found his few private. He slid his legs back together and Iblushed red and swallowed again as I knelt on the sides of his seat andstraddled his lap. He inched forward so that now, to anyone looking, Iwas not grinding my 'pussy' right against his shaft. His hands came upand grabbed my waist and sped me up, keeping my grinding against him.Oh my god, I was humping a guy!Finally though, he reached over for a cherry and, smiling, put the stemin his teeth. Ok, almost done. I closed my eyes and leaned in, mylips, and my.