I continued to lick her clit as I tasted her orgasm get unleashed over my face. She tried to suppress a scream but it escaped her lips and she moaned...her way through another powerful orgasm. Slowly her legs began to loosen and I took the opportunity to take advantage of her cum-induced trance. I slid out from between her legs and pulled her soaking wet, ripped panties off as well. My cock was hard as a rock again and I needed to see that ass shake. I flipped her over and bent her over the. So did our new friend. I did too! After a few minutes of awkward silence, I suggested to my wife that she should let him give her a nice foot massage."She's been on her feet, and in those heels for a while now," I told him. He gave me a knowing smile, and I could tell he was excited. My wife shyly declined. "I give really great foot rubs," he assured her while boldly reaching down to firmly grab her right ankle to pull her foot up, and onto his lap. My wife kept her foot right where he had. A hand parted her thick labia and teased her clit, she moaned her appreciation, two fingers slid into her wetness and swirled gently in her juices for a moment before a third finger was slid in beside them stretching her gently.“Suck me, please!” she heard herself cry out and rewarded moments later by a pair of soft lips caressing her prick, a tongue softly lapped up her pre-cum before the mouth descended taking her length into a velvet throat.While she was distracted a fourth finger had. “Put this shirt on,” I offered the T-shirt to Rory but she told me that I earned it and I could wear it.“No, you wear this one, I’ll buy another,” I selected another of the Trump T-shirts from the wall and put it on the counter as well. This was going to leave us even with the extra twenty dollars with far too little to rent a room and I knew it.“Mom, don’t be absurd, I didn’t show him my butt just so you can buy a Trump shirt,” she laughed. That did sound pretty funny the way she put it and I.