“Huh! You were friendly, all right! What color were her eyes?” “What?” “I’m just trying to find out if your eyes ever left her boobs long ...nough to see her face.” “You have to admit, those were some pretty impressive boobs – oh, and blue, by the way; her eyes are a very pale blue.” “You know those are fake, right?” “Her eyes are fake?” “No, you idiot, her boobs! Those were implants.” “Oh. Well, thank God it wasn’t her eyes – that would probably be very creepy, talking to someone with fake eyes.. He then took her on a tour of the factory and as she appeared all activity ceased, each man taking notice of her for she wasn't unattractive and always thought she had a very noticeable figure, not that her husband took much notice, for he was always lost in his reference books as he sought confirmation for his next sermon. The men smiled and she smiled back, she even heard, but didn't respond to a whispered comment. "Fuck she would win in a wet-Tee-shirt competition, her tits are. Then I saw the man pull my wife back to him but he pulled her down onto his lap. That is when I notice his dick was out and my wife had pulled her dress up exposing her wet panties and with her other hand I watched her pull her panties to one side. The guy guided his hard dick into my wife's wet pussy and as soon as he was all the way in his wife reached over and started playing with my wife's clit with one hand and the other hand was playing with her breast. I watched my wife working her pussy. I wiped the rest of the KY gel that was on my fingers between her bum cheeks and stood up. I took my cock and lined it up against her twitching pink hole and slowly fed it into her until the head was in, then took a hold of her legs behind her knees and slowly worked it inside with short stokes at first getting deeper and deeper with every thrust until I could feel my balls slapping against her bum crack. It took all my will power not to cum at this time, because it felt so good, she was really.