I didn’t want to risk getting hard to explain stains on any of my pants or skirts. Finally, it hit me, why bother wearing anything at all? It made p...rfect sense, after all, what was lingerie anyway, but another obstacle to remove? I smiled to myself devilishly- it was so simple. I threw my towel in the hamper, went downstairs and grabbed a bottle of Scotch, two glasses, and filled the ice bucket. I brought it all back upstairs and set it on the ottoman at the foot of the bed. Hearing the car. She took a liking to me and pushed my agreement as far as it would go grabbing my ass, rubbing my cock through my leathers asking me to grab her ass, feel her tits and grind my leather covered cock against her leather covered ass.My wife was being similarly entertained, sitting on some guys lap, his hands rubbing her leather covered tits and her grinding her ass into his leather covered cock. The room had now filled as all the guests had arrived (per Joe's announcement) and as people drank. ” I gazed almost endlessly at her perfect sex. “Now, I am going to make your little friend cum, and give your face some of my pussy. When you are about to cum, raise your left hand, ok.” Unable to speak I nodded in agreement. She lowered her pussy onto my nose and face and placed the vibrator onto the end of my gusset-covered shaft. This was wicked and within thirty seconds I was ready to explode. With my face now soaked, I gave her the signal that she had been waiting for and with that she. Some Men have a sort of Madonna complex with Their wives and I confess this was probably the reason I had not seen it before in her. There were clues there that, when I might pick a bitch up in a bar or in a casual encounter, I could see clear as day. But I suppose I just couldn’t allow Myself to see them with Marie.My Cock was almost immediately hard again, when Marie said, ?I’m ready, Victor, for you taking the lead completely. I’ve been ready for it for quite a while.??I’m only interested.