Everytime she tried to catch a breath, he was tap that face again with one hand, while pulling her hair and pushing her down on his black cock.Tom was...beside himself. Here in the back seat, another man was getting his cock sucked by his wife. She pretended at first to not like it, but it was so fucking obvious that she was definitely enjoying herself.Her face was red by the time they arrived at their home.After sending the bsitter home, her sn asked her why her face was red."I was. She reached for the waistband of my boxers. I lightly looped my fingers inside, sliding them down the length of my thighs to my ankles. My hard cock was begging for attention. Stacie knelt in front of me, tentatively flicking out her tongue to the head of my rod, swirling, licking the head down the shaft to my balls. Taking my balls into her mouth she started sucking, licking and nipping them, her hands snaking around to knead and finger my ass. She moved her mouth back up the length of my. In theirs, James was her master, as he was Janet's, but he was also her friend, business partner, lover, and father of her children. Amaka felt herself married to James even though he went home to Janet every night and was married to neither woman. James made love to Amaka at the office frequently, usually more than once daily. Amaka believed that he continued having sex with Janet, too, even when she grew fat. In a way it was like the culture of her childhood homeland in which James had Janet. We live about an hour from London by train; it’s one of those trains that stops every few minutes at each station along the route.My outfit for the day was just a pair of boots a coat and a smile. Other than that I was naked. I left the house like this and was going to be naked under my coat all day in London. We didn’t have any backup clothes for me to wear. This was it!We walked to the train station which is about fifteen minutes away and I could feel the fabric of the coat rubbing on my.