She told me that she knew I was unhappy with my appearance and she wanted to know specifically why."Well isn't it obvious?" No, you have to be specifi.... I can help you gain some perspective if I know what you don't like about yourself."So I started with my small tits. She responded by typing on her keyboard and soon she was showing me websites with photos of women with small tits. Some were even as small as mine. Some of these sites had comments under the photos and many men and women were. So obviously I told her that would be ok. I got home a bit later than usual and expected her to tell me all about what Tom had got up to with her. As I opened the door I could hear the unmistakable sounds of sex being done to my wife. There was grunting from the guy, moaning from the wife and bodies slapping together. Knowing that he was still here and she was still being used like a dirty whore by him got me going. I’d gone from a slightly tired but hopeful hubby to an eager perverted hubby. Michelle hugged him telling him she couldn’t accept his gift as it was too much and that car was his pride and joy. John hugged her than me as he told us both we were his pride and joy now.Michelle loved that car she drove it to school where she had become quite popular then to here after school. During the winter she drove a company truck and kept that car at home in the garage. Come spring her and her daddy would get it out go over it from end to end. They even added some stuff to make it. Quickly she is humping my hand, grinding herself on me. It only takes a moment and she is cumming in the booth. Her head falls back as her orgasm hits her, her cunt clamping down on my fingers. When her orgasm has passed, I pull my fingers out of her pussy while giving her a deep kiss. Tongues dancing with each other. Then I hold my hand up to show her the juices glistening on them. ?Lick your cum off my fingers slut.? Tabby quickly comes back to herself, realizing what she has.