Uhhhh... let you continue to get some relief and go into the other room to give you some privacy...?” I didn’t know how I was going to stand up wi...hout revealing my massive hard on. “Or... uh... let you go into your room and then offer some helpful commands from here?”“Noooo.... please... it needs to be you. I just need... your help... please!!! Please... I feel like I’m on fire!!”My cock felt like every ounce of blood in my body was trying to make it’s way there... it was getting to be rather. His mother gave him a warm smile and waved goodbye, promising to make him his favourite dinner when she returned to cheer him up but not even the thought of home-made steak and kidney pie could lift the cloud of ennui from his shoulders and he lay back on the bed, gazing up at the ceiling. The morning sun shone through the lace curtain in front of the window, creating a crazy pattern on the wall opposite. He rolled on his side and stared at the wall, becoming drowsy in reflection upon the. After a minute or two of continuous fucking, my wife’s lips parted. I could see even her body had begun to move – moving to the rhythm of the man’s body ! I couldnt believe it. Was my wife beginning to enjoy it ?The very thought brought out precum from my cock.I was watching this man fucking my wife right in middle of the bus. He was trying to keep a straight face so that if others see him, they shouldn’t be able to make out whats Going on. But my wife was having a difficult time trying to keep. She looks deep into his eyes, and flashes him a look that she hope he takes as her begging for him to stop it, knowing that he won’t. She needs him to think she doesn’t want to be fucked but that she’s letting him as a favour for Jon. She will collect his gratitude over the coming weeks and knows the more reluctant he thinks she is the more grateful he will be. Meanwhile the stranger pushes her head down until it rests on the hard cold surface of the desk and lifts her skirt up. She feels his.