She was curious when the State Department would get round to teaching her about being an ambassador, but apparently no training was considered necessa...y."You get one of these," Maria said, handing her a parchment document about eighteen inches square, "You can have it framed; you won't need to show it when you get there because all the arrangements are made for you. In the old days a new ambassador was given one of these and packed off to the foreign country where he would have to show it to. But I thought of one other idea that turned me on the most. I knew that the second girl was receiving ass from his cock. What I’d do is I’d open the door, lock the door, not saying a single word, head slightly to my right (because I could tell that’s where she was in the lighting of the bathroom), and lock lips with her immediately. And I’d do it quietly and confidently, as if I was there the whole time. Nothing to see here folks, just back to business. Don’t mind me.I took a breath, turned the. After some initial confusion Jan had learned to cherish this part. Not just to be fucked but to be on the lewdest possible display.I licked one of my fingers and started rubbing her asshole, now on full view. Mark was still hard. Jan gasped for a moment as I slowly buried a finger in her ass, deep enough to feel her husbands cock fucking her. Deep enough that I could rub his cock through the thin membrane dividing her pussy from her asshole.“Your wife is such a good slut. She really deserves. “What is this baby” he suddenly uttered with surprise. Perhaps while adjusting the pillow, he found out my toys. He was holding a dildo, anal plug and anal beads. I felt embarrassed but due to his wicked smile, my sense of guilt diminished and I just smiled. “Oh my sweet baby girl, I forgot my son is away and you needed all these toys for pleasure”, he said softly while caressing my back mildly. I gave him a cheeky smile and he started slowly and gently moving his fingers from bottom of my.