He also saw that she was wearing stockings with lacy tops. ?are you wet?? ?y-yes,? she whispered.?good. Pull your panties down just below your ass...? she did so, leaving the fabric clinging to her pussy, yet leaving her ass exposed. Such a pretty sight. ?Now I want you to crawl around my office, and shake that ass, I want you to show me how slutty you are.?Shame stained her cheeks an ever deeper shade of red, but she obeyed, not that she had a choice. She swayed her ass with every movement. He really loves you. If he didn't, why would he still be waiting three years later?" Eros read my mind.I decided that maybe if I didn't respond to him, he would leave me alone. Instead, I pulled away from Mike and looked at him."What can I do?" I asked, trying to sound casual.Mike gave me a long searching look and responded, "You know what you can do. I still want you to be my wife." Say yes! Say yes! Give the poor boy a break! I'm sure he has blue balls by now. He only gets off occasionally at. I was worried we might wake the others. She must have read my mind. She let my cock slip from her mouth with a wet popping sound. "Let's continue this upstairs, okay?" She grinned, her chin wet with her saliva and my pre-cum. "You bet". We quickly mounted the stairs. "Who's room", I asked. "Both", she replied. She opened the door to her room. "You go in and wait for me in the closet." My heart leapt and I hurried to the closet, shedding my clothing on the way. She was already naked on. Then I found some pictures of her sucking her husband's cock. It really was enormous and she had to open her mouth wide to take it in. Then there were some pictures of them fucking in various poses. I wondered how she could take that much cock. But it dawned on me, who had taken the pictures? Someone had been with them to take the shots.I found the thought of them being secret swingers with others incredibly tantalizing. These people were supposed to be straight-arrow mormons but were obviously.