He was totally naked. He was obviously getting a serious piece of ass. I could make out Theresa's legs wrapped around his waist with her ankles locked...together. With the door only opened a crack, I could not see any more, nor did I have to see more! I pulled back and leaned against the wall, fearing I was going to either upchuck my lunch or feint dead away. As I tried to steady myself, the bastard slamming my wife started talking."You like my big cock, don't you slut?" he demanded. "Hubby. I put my phone down and headed back towards the kitchen and again he wouldn’t move. I made sure to drag my plump ass against him affectionately as I squeezed past, this time he was hard and I felt him press back.I entered the kitchen and was leaning over the stove when I felt his presence behind me. His hands crept to my front and began caressing my breasts and he placed soft kisses on my neck causing my knees to go weak. I turned to wrap my arms around his neck as he picked me up and put me on. Perhaps to learn to be a teacher, or even to be a professional musician. But most of all, I would like ... to love and to be loved. But I’m pregnant, and I won’t kill my baby, or give it up for adoption, and ... I was a prostitute for three years, Steve. What man would want me? To bring up another man’s child?”I stopped and turned to face her, took her other hand. “Dora, I like you. I admire you, your strength, your talent, your determination to do right. And I really liked waking up with you. Jack was going to have fun tonight, I knew that for sure. Turns out I was wrong there, but I'll get to that later."Lisa, I can see everything, you know."Tommy and I were dancing close. I could feel him hard against me, and I was having fun pressing myself against him and even giving him an extra wiggle or two. I wasn't trying to make him come, exactly, although that would have been a bonus, but I could tell he liked my wiggles. I mean, it's pretty obvious if you're a guy, we all know that."Like.