I was stunned to see her beautiful white back. I took some oil in my hand and kept it on her back. Her skin was so soft. I started massaging her back ...nd she moaned as she felt good. I thought that this could be a great chance to express my love as her husband would return back late night and it was still 5.00pm at that time. After massaging her back she felt better. I asked her if she needed a massage on thighs too. She said okay and I started massaging her calves. Her legs were damn white and. “I never said a word!” my wife replied. Of course this was all told to me by my wife(I did have sex from time to time with Chris, but never when she was a c***d and my wife knew about it and often took part and we don,t consider ourselves perverts). So Chris took off her shoes, trousers, stockings and knickers and was naked from the waist down. The machine was set up, the phoney cock attached and lubricant applied. The representative then talked the others watching how to set the device up and. “She’s fucken tight,” he moaned in appreciation then he began toslowly fuck my wife almost fully extracting his large organ beforeonce again burring himself to the root within her. I grew even harder as I watched my wife’s pussy clinging to hisshaft with even action, compressing and sucking along with histhrusts. “She’s great, said Roger not stopping in his fucking, “I’dlove to come inside this bitch.”“No!” I said, “You. Well, there’s a story there. Seems they were upset at losing you. Want you back.”“Hell’ll freeze over before I work under Cawthorn again.”“No problem there. The company sent him to Siberia. Not really, but they moved him into a position where he can’t upset anyone else. Thurso, I believe. You might want to give them a call.”I didn’t do that right away. Dora had, as she suggested, made up some shortcrust pastry and wrapped it round some tinned beef stew. With mashed potatoes, broccoli and gravy,.