The husband was wearing a suit and the wife had a short black dress on, the girl who was the neighbour had shorts and a tight t shirt on. The wife and...girl were sitting together but you could tell they were flirting with eachother, the husband was sitting quietly in the corner. The wife then kissed the girl on the lips and touched her breasts, the girl took her top off and bra to expose her tits it was then that the husband come over, his trousers were bulging as he sat down on the sofa and. I haven't had a workout like that in quite some time. Even when Bob and I were first married, and we balled "tid and prn", he never worked me over like he did last night. If you are getting that regularly, even if he put out an extra effort for my benefit, you are one lucky woman. Don't get me wrong, he's still an asshole, but he certainly showed me a naked good time last night."Marie was at a loss for words for a moment. She turned to me (I shrugged), back to Annie (she sipped her coffee), and. Switching from right to left, and back again, I would gently bite at them, and she would moan, sucking air through her teeth.Apparently, she had had enough, because she hopped down from my lap, and knelt in front of me as I sat on the sofa. Pulling my ass closer to the end of the couch, she made short work of my belt, button, and zipper, and had my jeans down at my ankles. My cock sprang free as the confines of my pants and underwear were taken away. She knew exactly what she wanted, and went. I distinctly heard Mr. Watson say "beautiful arse on that". Mr. Erskine replied "yes, and the horse's is'nt too bad either!" At which both men laughed. I hurried on, no doubt blushing more than a little. Erskine was a bit younger than Mr. Watson, of a stockier build- quite powerfully built. A little later I crossed the courtyard again and was relieved to see no sign of anyone. Suddenly Mr. Watson appeared at the door of the large hay barn, "Martin, come here a minute please. "Oh no" I thought,.