.On the concourse and after picking up my bags on our way out of the terminal I was wondering who might see or notice the way she was dressed, but no ...ne seemed to care. I have literally, seen just about everything, from the best to the worst when it comes to how women are dressed, at all of the big airports.I almost bonked her brains out in the parking garage as I had her coat fully unbuttoned as I helped her into our car! The minute she sat down it was all but off, this was then followed by. ..it was the next morning when I was awoken by movement behind me in the bed. I lay with my back to my wife and Jake but from the noises and movement that awoke me I could tell Jake was getting his cock sucked. I lay there for a while listening to the sucking and slurping noises, the choking noises and Jake talking dirty to her telling her to take his black cock deeper and faster. I slowly turned over and was met with Jake sitting up in bed with my wife between his legs orally working on his. Shackles had been precisely drilled and secured to the corners, which Anthony locked into place upon Annabelle's wrists and ankles. He retrieved two more velcro bands from his bag wrapping them around Annabelle's thighs just above her knees, thin cotton ropes had been attached to the bands, the ends of which Anthony had fed through rings drilled to the stone's sides spreading Annabelle's legs as wide as the shackles would allow.Stepping back Anthony smiled as Annabelle nearly perfectly. My 8” cock immediately sprung to attention, telling me it was time for the games to begin. I walked to the window with its 70’s style avocado green d****s and pulled them open so that only about a 1/2 an inch was open, after all I want it to look like I want privacy. I then turned on the AC unit, which is located immediately beneath the window and aimed the vents up so that the fan would periodically cause the d****s to move a little to get the attention of a passer by and open them to make it.