My wife's face was inches from the window as she rode Tim's hard cock. She smiled at me when she saw that I was watching. Another time as I drove a bu...dies conversion van on I-20 he and my wife where fucking on the fold down bed. All the curtains where open and even with the tinted windows folks could tell what was going on. That guy was named Eric and he fucked my wife from the time I got on the interstate near Atlanta all the way to the Alabama state line. I got off the highway there and we. It was small back there so we had to lay, spooning. I didn't mind and I don't think he did either because I could feel his hardon against my ass. I was so turned on all I could think about was him getting on top of me and fucking me. I wanted him to make a move on me so bad that every little movement of his didn't go unnoticed. I was getting really uncomfortable laying on my left side so I moved to laying on my right side. It was cramped, but I was loving it. I felt his chest rubbing with my. "Ughh," she said. I'm almost embarrassed to say that I was both stunned and over joyed at my good luck over her ... umm ... misfortune. I couldn't believe what I was seeing and I must have been in shock myself because instead of leaping to her aid and rescuing her from a fate worse than death, I sat there mesmerised by the sight of her and couldn't help but think; she's naked, totally naked – hooray! I ran my eyes along the sensational flowing curves of her waist, hips and thighs immersing. I was a little disappointed to see him undress as I assumed that Angela was now going to take the cock out of my arse and let Harry fuck hers as I was starting to enjoy the feeling of it up me. I was especially turned on by knowing that the strap-on had been up my neighbours arse previously. I ought to have known better of Angela. "Richard, I want you to suck Harry's cock for me, make his cock nice and hard to fuck my arse. Make it nice and hard to fuck your wife's little shit-hole." Harry.