"I took the paperwork and replied, “Okay, I'll fill it out but if it doesn't work out I quit.”******After dinner Kevin retreated to his office as ...sual and the kids were doing their homework as I finished the dishes and tidied up. My thinking was never far from my meeting with Karen today. Karen is the wife of the most senior partner; definitely the trophy wife type. Her husband must be thirty years older than her. She was always the perfect hostess at the company functions making others feel. A trail of flickering candles led to one particular grave. The night people were there, just as Amina remembered them–except, perhaps, that there were one or two fewer than before. Maybe they couldnt all make it, or maybe there was some more dire reason for the absences, one that accounted for the slightly melancholy tone of the nights festivities. She didnt ask. Amina felt at home in the graveyard. She fit here, naturally, side-by-side with all of them, sitting around the unearthed coffin. She. ...slowly"I slid slowly out of my pants...swaying my ass in front of you as I shimmy them off. I lift my shirt little by little over my head. You turn on some music and I take this as my que to give you a little lap dance. I bend over so you can see my pussy as I take off my string thong. I move myself backwards into you. I can feel you through your pants. You grab my waist as I move my hand down your thigh. I twirl around to face you and tear off your shirt. I lean into you barely skimming my. ” I watched as my wife wasshagged silly by a boy half her age and while she squirmed and humpedon his long cock, I had the time of my life watching them and jerkingoff. Soon he had her legs up over her shoulders, her high heelspointing at the ceiling, jerking like mad. I came uncontrollably andit was the best wank I’d ever had, better even than a fuck I thoughtbut Efan showed no signs of spunking off so soon. I fell backexhausted but content to watch the young cock master take my.