My wife pulled the shirt over her head and sat next to him totaly naked. After a couple minutes I needed to piss so I went to the down stairs bath bec...use its right next to the kitchen and I didn't want to miss anything. When I returned to my looking spot my wife was on her knees in front of him blowing him. He was leaned back sipping his drink. She worked on his cock for a good five minutes before she stood up still facing him. I couldn't see anything but her ass..she turned around and while. “What brings you to my humble abode, Beatrice?” Jacob said, voice perfectly level and casual.“Wanted to talk about witchy stuff, but it can wait a bit.”“Good.” The man winked at her — it was all in the eyebrows — and gently eased Samantha back, and back, and back. She slipped off his cock with a groan, landing on her back between his legs, and Jacob slid a nearby pillow under her ass.Triss grinned down at the woman, since she was now on her back and looking up at Triss, upside down. Grin turned. I forget myself for a moment as I enjoy the view I was now getting from my perspective..."Y-you can't see the guitar though...?"She suddenly breaks my wistful concentration."Don't worry, I can see just fine..."I sigh.She looks over her shoulder, and catches me red-handed checking out her gorgeous butt!Well, it does look amazing with her skirt just perched gently over the supple curve of her cheeks like that.Instead of being cross with me for being so cheeky (admiring the cheeky view!), she just. .. very self-centered—I guess that’s kind of common in actors ... and ... um ... really wasn’t a very good mom to the kids. She kind of made it clear that they were a drag on her. She became very ... ah ... distant, both to the kids and me, and we parted before our sixth anniversary. Um ... she wasn’t abusive, if you were going to ask that, just very aloof with the kids ... and me.”“You’re saying that your sons didn’t really have the influence of a loving mother.”Duncan nodded his head. “Not at.