I have given Brett blowjobs before in public places with a small audience, but never where his identity would be known. As these thoughts were swirlin... in my mind I heard a loud moan from my wife. I looked at her and could see pain yet pleasure on her face. Brett had now begun thrusting deep and hard at a fast rythem into her vigin-tight like pussy. The vibrator was now laying beteen her and I, still vibrating. They were holding hands, their fingers were interlocked as they were lost in their. He laughed and said that he was going to fill mefull of cock and cum.“Go on,” I urged as I continued to finger her.“He bent me over the cistern and lifted myskirt…pulling my panties aside…I drooped my headgiving in… he fingered me hard then I felt his cockhead at my cunt lips… I moaned at him not to… heignored me and shoved his ebony hard cock into myunfaithful cunt… in and out it plunged… in…out… on and on until he filled. She simply talked to me like we were two adults and not the condescending tone she had when I was younger. As a matter of fact I was beginning to enjoy her visit. Time flew by and hours had past. It was time for her to go. Then she said that she still needed to go to other shops near my place and if it was ok if she could visit me again. Well,since I enjoyed it so much I was actually very glad she asked me. So I said no problem.When she arrived a day later. She was all dressed up and smelling. Her curly hair was open and reached to the small of her back. I subtly check her out as she walked in.I led her to my bedroom and handed her a glass of water to cool her down. She nervously sat at the edge of the bed keeping her bag on the floor next to her, while her eyes stared at the floor timidly. I sat down too, looking at her. “Well, I believe we haven’t really interacted yet; I don’t see you that often”, I said as I smiled.She nodded, smiling back. “So, what did you need help with?”, I.