When my muscles burned I knew I had earned my next toy. I removed my butt plug and set it to wash later. I took out the dildo from the fridge; it was...so cold on my heated skin. I plunged it into my cunt and moaned at the sensation of a cold, filling cock in my vagina. I pushed the box off my table and laid on it. My knees hooked on the back of chairs, I fucked and fucked myself, the dildo no longer cold, but hot from the furnace it was burrowed in. Never able to bring myself to orgasm by. I started to wonder whetre Eric was so I started in the kitchen to ask my wife if she had seen him. Just before I came around the end cabinet I heard Eric talking real low. I stopped, there wasn't any way I could see what was going on without them seeing me. so I turned around and slipped out the front door then ran around to the kitchen window. There was eric standing just to the left of my wife his right hand under her skirt. She was holding onto the counter like if to hold her self up. I. Sneaking a couple fingers under her moist pad I found her clit. I slithered down a finger into her slit and pick up some love juice and began rubbing her clit with it. Sharon moaned with delight. I asked her if I could taste her, and she agreed. So two fingers scooped her clit and catching a teaspoon of juice and placing them in my mouth. I moaned with the taste of peaches. I repeated my fingers and scooped out more juice. This I said was so great and proceeded to french her. She enjoyed the. 'Shit!' I thought, as I said, "Ok, then, I will ask you on the phone then. I have a case of a Mathew McGuire coming up in front of me. I wanted to know if the repairs to the house he vandalized have been completed. Also, I need to know if the restitution has been paid to the Fbiens, who are the owners of the items or to the landlord Robert Russ. I know how much they were watching the case." Yes they have, and his family even restocked all the foods that were destroyed as well as the pantry.