"Would you rather they think I'm your wife or someone else's wife you're fucking?" Without a doubt my wife, the last guy that was fooling around with ... married woman got fired. I do like my job." I said and then leaned in and whispered, "even though you are someone else's wife I am fucking." Not to mention, your mother," she added as her eyes shifted to a surfer who had been knocked down by a wave."How do you feel about that? I think you've resolved your feelings concerning fidelity and Dad. Right away she spotted the ignition cables. “I might have found something.” Sarah called out to Jolene, thankful that her friend had stayed in the driver’s seat. “Stay there and I’ll let you know when to try to start it again.”Grinning to herself, she carefully pulled off two of them from their spark plugs and for good measure she even disconnected the other end of one from the distributor. Careful not to let Jolene see, Sarah stuffed the wire off to the side of the engine, in a small open. . a lot. She was hunching on my fingers like she wanted them in up to her navel, so I added another to the mix, twisting my hand around in her tight twat. I didn’t have to mash her G spot, she did that all on her own. Her juices were so copious they were pouring down her ass crack onto the sheet. I’d been rolling a nipple between two fingers, keeping it stiff and hard but decided she might want a little more personal invasion, so I took that hand and scooped up some of her generous juices and. I’ve been very bad. I know the pussy between my legs belongs to you, but Doctor Spencer is almost as handsome as you are. I was bored with his lesson on Economics and I asked to be excused to use the rest room. I went to the toilet, peed, washed myself off with the bidet, and then masturbated until I had an orgasm. Apparently one finger induced orgasm was not enough to calm my raging hormones. I didn’t put my panties back on, stuffing them in my bag, and I returned to the lecture. I then.