By the time I finished, her entire face was covered. I had finally lived my lifelong fantasy.Eva seemed pleased with herself. She gently brushed some ...um from her long eyelashes and she smiled and giggled."So?" she said. "Was it everything you ever imagined it would be?"I nodded enthusiastically. "Even better. Thank you."As Eva excused herself to the bathroom, I lay and watched Luke plow into my wife. I was so wrapped up in my own activities that I didn't even notice the moment they began. I. Most likely a real blonde, not one from the bottle. One of the twins who were not twins. But who both were so classy that they could have been. And I need slow down my internal processing before too much extra heat is generated and my head explodes. It could not have taken long for me to gather myself together but she must have noticed something since the amusement flashed on her face."Hi Judy, what brings you here? Or are you just kindly offering some of your brightening presence that would. As I entered the bathroom, I looked in the mirror and I was flushed. I just kept staring at myself not believing what was happening. Finally I went back to the truck and the guys were waiting for me, when I got into the truck, I looked down and noticed that Desmond had unzipped his shorts and I saw a humongous cock staring at me. What was I suppose to do, at this point I didn’t want to make a scene and alert my husband so I sat down on Desmond’s lap and immediately felt the heat of his cock. Morgan interrupted him caught between hysterics of laughter and sheer exasperation, ‘Devlin, what’s this terrible accent you have! What are you doing in London? How long have you been here? You’re not working here for the Admiral are you?’ ‘I’m earning an honest wage young sister, and more importantly what are you doing here Morgan? You aren’t going to do anything to the Admiral are you…? Revenge is not so sweet…’ Morgan battered her eyelids in false innocent protest. ‘Why of course not.