00.They came the next day & wife did look nice in them & was impressed with them but for me still looked little big in the cup sizes & after good hour...trying them on wife did say maybe a little big but not feeling like falling out of them, going to throw away all my old ones, I just said as a joke well that will be blow-job please tonight she said she think about it.We went to bed just after 9 & had a bath got into bed wife pulled back the cover & started to suck my soft cock after about 5. With a hard thrust of her hips Walter was completely planted into my wife`s womb. She moaned and the black bastard started a rhythm hard fucking of that soft delicate cunt.I could hear her moans and the sounds of the cracking bed…I really could not believe my own Boss was fucking my wife in our marital bed. The bastard had greeted me in the morning at the office and now he was buried between my wife’s sexy long legs…I could see the look of pure pleasure and lust on Anita’s face. She was moaning. As I was lying in my bed and crying my heart out, I was also very worried that Freddy might try to have sex with me again. After all, he lived in the little guest house, right behind my house. And I realized that if he tried to have sex with me again, I knew that I would definitely cooperate with him, just like I had done that very first time.In fact, looking back on everything, I now realize that--deep down inside--I was actually wanting Freddy to come back and have sex with me again. You. Traffic was light, even for a Friday, so he got into work and parked in one of the closest parking spaces. After entering the building he went to the elevators, which, immediately after he pushed the up button, dinged loudly and opened. He stepped inside and before anyone else walked into the elevator lobby, he pressed twelve and the doors closed. ‘Ah,’ he thought, ‘an express ride to the top.’ It was so much nicer than the herky-jerky stop and go rides he usually experienced on the elevator,.