Didn’t she look a picture yesterday evening when you delivered her to me? Those high heels with ankle straps, the black hold-ups. And that black dre...s that was really no more than an excuse to cover what must be covered in public. Running from an inch above her nipples to an inch below her buttocks.Oh, Cuck, what a delight she was to behold, your wife. The mere sight of her in that lewd outfit made my cock like granite. The moment I saw her, there wasn’t a lewd act I didn’t want to perform on. “oooh fuck chris, I’m cumming, I’m cumming, don’t stop!”I pulled her head round as I said “ you like that you little slut, you like a proper fucking? You want your son in laws huge cock?”She was in a trance by this stage being drilled by a thick rod of flesh “yes, yes , yes, I love it, I love your fucking cock, I’m your little slut chris, fuckkk mee, I’m all yours, urrrrggggghhhhh “ at this point a huge spray of juice squirted out from her pussy and all over me and the bed. I’d seen Leila. "I like your coat" said a familiar voice. "Let's have a look at the rest of you" it was Simon. "Go on, coat off. I want to see how my guy looks for me". When he saw my outfit he was well pleased and complimented me on how I looked. "So when did you last suck some hot cock" he asked me to which I had to reply the last one was his all those months ago. "Well then you must be gagging for it, on you go" he said as he pulled his cock out. "What here in public?" I replied. "Fucking yeah go down on me. The stimulants had done their work and Joan's arousal level leapt at the touch.Moving back to the bed Ted laid out elbow length leather opera gloves each with a built in wrist strap which when fastened prevented the gloves from being removed. Each wrist strap bore another of the small gold rings.Joan, in her mid-forties was a beautiful woman. Nature had been kind to her body making it fuller and smoother as she aged. She was tall with extraordinary long legs and breasts that occasionally.