She was a 34b and I was a 36 nothing! My hair was long as was the style in the 70s. I managed to get it curled somewhat. I painted my nails and used m...m's make-up and lip stick. I found a 6 strap high-waists cincher and some beautiful copper colored nylons with a black welt in her lingerie drawer. They felt so wonderful against my bare legs! I was so hard and oozing precum I could hardly stand it! I put on a pair of black open toe slingbacks with 4" stilleto heels. They were a bit tight but. As Jason went to stroke on his cock my wife immediately grabbed it from him. She began to stroke hard on Jason’s big cock as Jason’s body began to tremble. A few seconds later Jason moaned out, “I am going to cum!”Jason’s cock began to squirt out several streams of cum all over my wife. One hit her in the forehead while others splashed up against her neck and tits. She stroked on his cock until every last drop had spilled out of it.It was about 30 minutes later as my wife was still very horny. When she left the shelter of her new friends' homes, she still had to return to the hell that was her own home. As she spent more and more time away, her mother's verbal attacks became more focused and intense when she was available to be abused. After a couple hours of it each night, the young girl would take refuge in drugs to purge her mind of the hate and pain. They enabled her to tune her mother out, and look forward to the coming morning when she would physically escape again. She was. I deliberately look at him, I want to see his expression. I look away just as he tries to meet my gaze. He seems somewhat flummoxed at my lack of subtlety. Sitting down I must immediately adjust my shoe. The vest falls forward from my body as both boobs dangle and jig for as long as I do whatever is necessary.Wasting no time, my thighs part to reveal I'd forgotten to put any sort of panties on. Just a line of juice covering my pussy. Do you like that? My voyeur.The bus has stopped. There seemed.