" Then, glancing up at me, he said: "Thank you Asif. Really. That was magnificent."It thrilled me that he would actually thank me for fucking his wife... but it pleased me to have heard him say that. All I could think of to say to him was: "Your welcome." If you'd like to stay the rest of the night," the husband then said, "that wouldn't be a problem."His wife affirmed the same.But it was very late, and I (unfortunately) had to be to work very early the next morning in order to beat the searing. I removed my top. I stood there my huge tits swinging back and forth in my bra I could feel my nipples harden again as she ran her hand up and down on my arm. Then out of no where I felt her hand on my tits squeezing, I spun around to confront her but before I could she undid my bra, spinning around only made things worse one on my tits pooped out. She put her hands on my hips and told me that she would like to check me for breast cancer, I told her that I did it all the time and it would not. I waited another minute or so, then pulled on around to the service window, while my lovely wife was servicing me.I rolled down the window as I pulled up to the service window. The guy looks over, almost drops the two drinks, but sets them on the counter. He is wide-eyed looking at my cock-sucking wife as her head and shoulders are moving up and down. She also makes no effort to keep her sucking quiet, as you can clearly hear her slurping and sucking sounds. I hear him yell something, but not. I got outand went to collect my bag. Graham popped the boot and Peter being thegentleman he is grabbed his first and scurried off.I picked mine up and as I walked past Graham, I took hold of his arm."I'm really sorry, I understand about the school and its importance now,I'm so sorry," I said again and walked off.I dropped the bag in the back seat and pulled on the seatbelt. Switchingon the ignition I pulled out of the car park as I did, I glanced back andtears were running again.I stopped just.