I watched as my wifes ass rippled with each thrust in as I wanked myself furiously at the sight before me. Tom started to become more confident and be...an to spank her ass as he fucked her. After what seemed like forever my wife told him to lay down so she she could get on top again. He did as he was told and my wife straddled him again before guiding his cock back in to her ass. She grabbed his hands and placed them on her tits demanding he play with them while he fucked her. She looked at me. “He’s going to rape me!” Her breathing became rapid and her chest rose and fell quickly. “Mmmm. Nice.” The attacker roughly pulled her bra up over her heaving breasts and allowed them to be fully displayed. Sheila had always been proud of her figure and her 38C breasts were the first things that every man noticed about her trim body. She was barely 5’3” tall and 130 pounds, and while her figure was exceptional to begin with, she well-toned from her regular workouts. The assault continued as. She grinned as the door opened."Hi... Mrs. Wells?" the man asked.Tiffany was puzzled. "Yes? I'm supposed to meet Dart Steel. Is he here?" He was called out on a case, Mrs. Wells." He gave her a disarming smile. "I'm Larry, his brother." He took her elbow, led her back into the private office. "He briefed me on your case." He took a deep breath. Her perfume was sexy, her body and face, like his brother had said, exquisite.Tiffany gave him a sultry smile, wondering how much Bart had told his. God his reputation of being a loser would now lift to become ‘a vile loser’. ‘Rather inadequate for the garden don’t you think?’ Fletch looked up to find she was smiling. ‘Y-you have humor.’ ‘Oh thank you Fletch. That’s my first big compliment from a male in many a day not counting your willingness to accept me looking frumpish.’ ‘Um but that’s only early morning.’ ‘Good man. You have standards. So the answer to my question is…?’ ‘A hat that will stay on when you bend over, a long-sleeved.