I looked at her and saw her look of desire in her face. She uncrossed her legs and slowly spread her legs apart. Than I watched as her hands fondled h...r breasts.The air had a pleasant smell of perfume. There were a few lighted candles and some sexy mood music playing in the background. Don’t keep me waiting big boy. Fuck me. Fuck me now she saidI looked at her and then spotted the camera. Are you recording this I asked. I want to remember this moment. The night my husband takes his wife and. Feeling turned-on and dirty, I had never been so aroused in my life.When we arrived at the clothes store it was brimming with customers. The place was packed. I spent over an hour picking out several outfits and pairs of sexy underwear. Derek just watched me the whole time, playing with his cock every now and then and sweating like a pig. When it was time for me to try them on, he insisted that he come in the changing room too.He joined me in the changing room. With the curtain closed, it was. That didn’t embarrass her. But if I touched her while she was naked at the window, that was embarrassing. I didn’t know then that I had only to dare her to fuck me at the window to make it happen.Back to the trip, withdrawing my soggy fingers made her lurch and gasp a few more times. With her legs spread widely, her free hand pinching and pulling her perfect nipples, she continued her video of the trucker watching us. Then she turned the lens to me and shot me sniffing my fingers before licking. When drinks were organised and the party re-started I asked one of my mates to give me a hand. We went back down to the car and struggled to get her out; she was practically comatose. “It’s no good,” I said to Archie, “we’ll have to carry her. You get her feet” – which he gladly did. I got her around her arms and between us to carried her up to the upper floor, along the balcony (past a shocked Hazel) and, as I suggested to Archie, up our stairs to put her to bed. Well, actually to just lay her.