Yeah, baby." Sylvia froze as she heard the muffled voice coming from the bedroom. It was a man's voice, deep and husky. She liked the sound of that vo...ce. "Yeah, like that. That's so good." She knew what she was supposed to do now. Just get the hell out of there, and leave this man and whoever was with him alone. The door to the bedroom was ajar, but she couldn't see anything from where she was standing. Yeah, she really should leave now. That would be the right thing to do. But she didn't. Christmas parties were the worst. As a result, for the past two years I had extended the invasion to the Christmas party to include partners just to stop them all fucking each other.Following a few ‘after-work drinks’ a few weeks ago. I was starting to hear rumours that Jackie, who was the oldest in the office as 46 had started dated Micky in the warehouse. The problem was, that the rumours were, that he had supposedly ‘treated her like shit’.I knew this because Sandra, my wife, was also one of. He didn’t need to show me he was erect as I could see the bulge in his jeans. He said we would do the same as last time. His positioned so he could see me and me parading up and down pretending to window shop. I did my best to make him think I was as excited as him. I even pinched my nipples to get them erect to show him.We drove to the shopping centre and he went in first and sat down again in the food court. I took a deep breath and followed about 10 minutes later. After what he told me last. "I'm in. It's tight, and good. I can feel Mr Rabbit pounding your pussy Emma."I'm making slow, circular moves at first, massaging Emma from the inside with my cock."Oh Ian. It feels so...so exciting"Her pussy's flooding. I have her legs in my hands, pushing deeper. She's using the dildo, enjoying her holes filled. The view is great, the feeling is great. I'm fucking Emma's ass. She's fucking herself with Mr Rabbit. We're both moaning, two wild a****ls in heat."Ian, I'm cumming, I'm cumming.