This caused me to think for a moment "do I tell my wife to stop and cover up or do I let things go and hope our voyeur friend plays along?" I chose to...risk it and see what happened.Moving back behind my wife, I untied the lower strap of her top and took it off completely. I pushed her forward so she was lying down on her stomach and started rubbing the oil onto her lower back. I worked my way down her spine to her tight little bottom and then gently tugged at her bikini bottom so she would lift. His head was back and his eyes were closed and he just kept mumbling oh yes baby, oh yes. My wife was sucking his cock with vigor and occasionally pulling her mouth from his dick to glance back at me and say fuck me baby fuck me while I suck this gorgeous cock. I was fucking her slowly at first as I was captivated by the sight of her sucking Jakes dick. This was something I had only imagined for years and now it was happening and I liked it. I know this sounds weird to many but I liked. Until the second story was added the only bedroom was right in the central room on a raised dais, well that is still true. It was and is definitely the focal point of the room, it is still where we sleep. It is all one big room divided into defined areas by the furniture placement and strategically placed supporting beams that are architecturally and functionally situated. The overall dimensions of the place are huge and it feels even more spacious because of all the windows are sans curtains. Steam orderedCharlotta King College’s rifle girl stepped back away from the bookcase she had previously been ordered to stand in front of in a fashion here her nose almost touched the leather bindings.“And, I don’t think that skirt did anything wrong. So, it can come up!”“Please ma’am!”“Charlotta,”“Yes ma’am?”“Raise the skirt”“Like I said last time there easy ways and hard ways. You’re already in one school year picking twice the hard way!”“I don’t want to see you down here again.” Ms. Steam’s.