..you begin to sweat and feel self-conscious, not knowing what he has seen or what he is thinking....he has a smirk on his face and you notice his eye... glancing down into your blouse.....nothing new there then....half of you wants to call him a pervert… half of you wants so desperately to be fucked by him...fuck him there and then in the office...in front of all those babes...those jealous and inexperienced babes that taunt you throughout the day...You decide to tease him and open your legs a. Black . . .cock into me?" she teased, knowing that talk made me hornier.I started to rock my hips, thrusting my cock in and out of her fist. To my surprise she loosened her grip so I could longer feel any friction and asked again, "Well, he's right here, he could be fucking me in a few minutes, do you want your fantasy to come true?"Horny as hell I answered, "I want to see him fuck you hard."Jaymes unbuttoned his shirt and my wife gasped. He we just as muscled as his photos showed. She walked. Slow at first but then such a strong flow her leggings around her ankles the pee splashing onto her heels and feet my hand now inside her bra squeezing her tits she let out a moan and in her posh voice said ' I'm such a filthy slut' then took my cock in her mouth briefly.As she came to an end I bent down and let my fingers enter her soaking cunt getting the last of her golden rain over my hand. This was something I wasn't really in to but it was so fucking horny. Looking down the huge puddle. He looked at me questioningly, I nodded approval, and he slipped a finger in. Up to the knuckle, still wanking himself, harder now. I could hear her squelching and he pushed a second finger in, I reached out and gently pulled her lips wider apart, one hand only so as not to arouse suspicion. He was exploring her deeply, fingers probing all the soft, warm insides. Expertly he rubbed his thumb over the clit, whilst sliding both fingers around inside her very wet pussy.Then we heard him groan, he.