Christy obeyed. “Keep that skirt up, slut!” she told the young girl. Christy obeyed again. And then my wife said “Look at this goo from your gas.... It’s disgusting that you have it dripping down your leg and might get it on the headmaster’s carpet. Here, clean this disgusting stuff off my hand before I get sick”. Christy looked completely obedient now and just did it without any reaction. She let my wife put her fingers into her mouth and licked them clean. I was getting a major hard-on.My wife. I get up and throw on my brand new bra with the matching, lacy, black thong. I put on a skirt and a sweater because I know they'll be easier to gain access to. I text you back, "I'm on my way."In my car on the way to where you are, I am imagining all of the things I want to do to you when I get there. I can feel the vibrations of the car between my thighs, and it all becomes too much. I slide one hand up my skirt and push my panties to the side. I am dripping wet from my little fantasies. I. I made her cum two times with my tongue and fingers, before she could say she was now satisfied until Jerome would fuck her.While she was in the shower I prepared all in the living room; lighted on some candles and incense. After a while my sweet Ana emerged from the bedroom, looking fantastic in her sheer stockings, a black top, garter and high heels. The crease between her legs was shining in the darkness of the hallway; her nipples were already hard and erect over her top.She sat on the. They were from Chris, she had even saved his number in her phone and as I read them I was hit with conflicting emotions. There was the normal reaction which was anger and betrayal but also I was getting turned on. All my suspicions had been correct as obviously these had been from the night before to confirm the meet and also him telling her to message her on the swingers site with the address. I sat and tried to get my head around things. She had been the one to delete her old account even.