They humped like that for a while, violently slamming into each other. Nathaniel stared vacantly through his wife’s tortured face. And as her orgasm... cascaded, Amanda stared right back through her dumb husband. Her defilement was now happening right under his nose, and Nathaniel would do nothing about it. Amanda lowered her gaze to the table.“You think ... Dad ... can see us?” Roy reached for her hair and pulled back so that she was forced to look at her husband.“I pray ... he can’t.” Amanda. “Yes.” She said hoarsely, “hug.”I was victorious! The hug alone was sex; physical affection, contact, intimacy. The tall thin woman stood and we embraced.Her breasts pressed against my chest and her scent filled my nostrils, her hair was in my right hand and my left was on the small of her back. In her heels she was taller than me, which was odd and sexy.I could feel her heat, her strength, and her utter vulnerability. For a few seconds, she was tense. Then she relaxed a little, and her hands. She isn't a committed cuckoldress or anything like that, but she finds the idea exciting in an abstract sort of way.I often screw these situations up by saying the wrong thing, but I was ready for her this time. I told her I would I love it, and she responded by saying she would if someone were right here, right now. I told her that She was 2 floors above dozens of young single guys who would jump at the chance; all she had to do is try. She demurred, saying it wasn't that simple, so I played. When I recovered a mouthful I looked up and smiled and started to move up to kiss her.She quickly reached back down drawing more cum from her pussy then wiped it against my cheek.She then gave me a deep kiss smearing the juices around on my face while her tongue danced around in my mouth. We did that several more times licking our cum off of each other until my cock slipped again into her pussy. Even though I wasn’t fully hard it didn’t take long to get there from the warm wet feeling around.