I suddenly start to feel a ghost of my actions on my labia and I groan. I slide my hand up her leg and gently lift her soft little cock out of the way...to give me better access, nuzzling at her and taking in her scent. I’m such a good girl, and she strokes my hair. Her cock twitches and I move on to licking up along the shaft. My head rests on her soft thigh as I move to take the tip into my mouth. It’s so warm and smooth and her scent is stronger now, enhanced by the taste of her. Her cock. She came from behind Marcus and it was MY WIFE MALINDA.he started unbuttoning her dress.i could believe my eyes this was right in front of me,just like i was not there.he turned her around and pressed her up againt the mirror,in his room,i could see my wife,thru this glass,but she could not see me.DAMM,this is a TWO WAY MIRROR,Marcus you sneaky dog.I know i should have gotten mad and broke down that mirror.but there was something exciting about watching MY WIFE MALINDA.it was like watching a. I remained very still as he made noises, that I tried my hardest to understand, and looking at my near naked body and long legs, knowing what he would do to me if he knew I was here.Then suddenly he knocked on the panel that separated our cubicles and to my horror I suddenly realised there was a gap at the bottom of it, "Can you pass me some sheets of paper mate", he asked me and suddenly his hand was in the gap, and just inches from my naked ankle.I growled as deeply as I could as if to. . it’s just I fear that something might get wrong. I don’t want anything bad to happen today”“If you think negative, like this, it sure will. Just relax, try to think how good it will be marrying Edward”“I don’t know... It’s a very special day for me and I don’t want anything to get wrong...”“But just don’t think then. Forget it, just be here and get yourself ready...”At a given moment of the preparations, we were with our respective dresses, but the anxiety over the wedding didn’t wanted to.