I did notice that Kel’s blouse had a couple of buttons undone and her lacy bra was in pretty good view. I can’t tell you why but I got a raging h...rd on watching my wife a little disheveled and slightly moist from dancing getting hit on by this guy.Mistake #5: The BIG one. I was still discreetly massaging the wood club in my pants when Kel got up, as if excusing herself from him. I thought, ok great... this is over, I can’t wait to get her home and fuck the hell out of her. Kel walked by. She gently placed an index finger beneath his chin, raising his face to look directly into his eyes. “You have my permission if you want to suck them,” she whispered again. “Really?” he asked. Holly nodded.Luca placed his open mouth over one of her swollen areolae and drew his tongue across her hardening nipple. Holly sighed with the pleasure of it, his eager wet mouth beginning to suckle. “That’s it, good boy,” she said encouragingly. “Don’t be afraid to suck harder.” He obliged, moving. It seemed she was going more often now than when her Johnny was alive. But then maybe she’d been bringing groceries home when she was still working. That had been the two bad things that had happened to Mrs. Stewart since the summer. Her boy had finally died and she’d been retired from her job. This would be her first Christmas without her boy and her job. Clem sure wished he could do something to cheer her up, but they’d cut his super hours and he was feeling the financial pinch too. Times. "What are you." I couldn't believe it. I'd spent all afternoon making his favourite dinner. It all counted for nothing. "I'm Pauline and I'm a slut."He went to the table and I served dinner. Before I sat down he told me to take off my blouse. I unbuttoned it and took it off without complaint. I had been worn down by the days events. He then summoned me to him. He put his hand up under my skirt and stuck two fingers into my vagina. He moved them around. It was so uncomfortable. He then took them.