Suddenly it dawned on her that it was a phone. Her sons phone! He was recording them fucking! In her wanton state the taboo nature of the act did not ...iminish her drive but only succeeded in fueling her lust. She decided not to say anything about it to her husband, maybe she would regret her decision later, but right now she didnt care. Instead she stared directly into the lens of the camera and winked. She was beginning to lose control and her legs were shaking. Her husbands cock filled her. It's really cute!" I said nervously.Really that's the best I could come up with? Ugh… why do I even care? Not like I'm going to see her again."Oh… uh… thanks. I really like your um… dress," she replied very awkwardly.I simply smiled as I tried to focus my attention elsewhere.Ding dingThe doors opened and I thought to myself there is no way more people are fitting in here. The impatient businesspeople pushed their way on anyway, shoving people into every nook and cranny possible. Suddenly the. ‘Was that comfortable?!’ I asked. ‘Oh yeah, I love walking barefooted, but shit, the bottom of my fucking feet must be black as fuck now!’ The way to my asking to see her soles now being paved, with my rock hard fuckstick throbbing, I tried to contain my excitement and asked ‘Let me see them!’ She lifted them off the floor and held her legs straight out. Seeing her soles from just a few inches a way, I realized that they were even more amazing than I realized, and I nearly came in my pants just. He told me that he had called Carl, who worked as a mechanic, to come over and take a look at my car. He said that the problem was just some loose wires. I thanked him and he told me, “Don’t thank me, Carl did the work. And he’s wanting some pussy for coming down here and fixing your shit.” My pussy, still sore from the previous nights activities started getting wet. “I’m still your fuck slave, right?” I felt heat as my skin flushed. I couldn’t look Kevin in the eye when I said, “I’ll do.