I couldn't really remember how many time's she'd been fucked or how many times these guys as cum in her, but Carlota seemed to want more and wasn't sl...wing down in the least bit.As I watched my boss humping Carlota's rump I thought back to the other day when he'd asked about my wife. We had attended our first company party and met all the executive staff from the company along with everybody else and I was surprised just how popular my wife had been.We moved to this Midwestern town after our. It seemed reasonably straightforward at first glance.On the way back home, we passed quite a few family groups heading out for a walk in the park; a crisp dry day was a welcome chance to take some exercise and try to shed a few of the excess calories taken on board during the Christmas feasts.Malcolm and I got back to the house at about eleven, and automatically made five mugs of tea. Even if the girls had just made a cuppa (and the kettle was cold so they probably hadn't), we had never known. “that’s what I though, you better cut me loose”“oh these aren’t for cutting you loose” she says, grinning wildly.Katie climbs up between my legs and puts the scissors to my boxers. “what are you doing Katie?”“i’m cutting your boxers off, if I would have took them off of you while you were sleeping then you would have woken up and I would have been able to tie you up, and now that your legs are tied up I cant pull them off of you, so i’m going to cut them off”, she laughs.She cuts my boxers off. ‘I thought you would have been pleased with my work, she had cheated on you a number of times after all…’ ‘What are the codes?’ ‘And I bet you’ve been tempted at least once or twice to ask the nurses at the ward to let you spend a few hours of ‘quality time’ alone with the new her haven’t you?’ ‘The codes PLEASE!’ spat Reynolds on the verge of losing all control. ‘I will not ask again.’ ‘Oh but you will Derek, you need those codes from me much more than I need to give them to you. Me, I just.