Finally I decided it was time for me to reclaim her pussy, so I dropped by pants and stood up behind her. I guided my cock into her pussy as the hands...pulled back a little. They didn’t leave her alone but they did give me a little room. As I was fucking her, they continued probing and rubbing. I could feel somebodies hand under her rubbing her clit as my balls bounced off of his fingers.She is rather petite and in that position as I was thrusting into her I was hitting her uterus with each deep. Her lacey pink panties came slipping over her legs. She stepped free of them and then spread her legs as she reached back and lowered her seat. I tried to focus on the road and her at the same time as she inched her skirt higher over her strong sexy legs.The white stockings she wore ended near the top of her thighs. I sighed with desire wishing I could touch the top, right where her skin began and the silky softness of her stockings ended. She lifted her leg and put her foot up on the dash. I already knew that my wife went there wearing tight blue jeans with a sheer black thong, barefoot, and a t-shirt with no bra. I also knew that there were several black men there and only the two women. My sister-in-law told me that my wife was in the other bedroom talking with a man; she had been in there some time. She also told me that my wife’s shirt was lying outside the door of the bedroom. I nearly came in the car! Early the next morning I called my wife. She told me that they were just. "The other four operatives were directed to chase up the technicians and get their inputs; Michael followed Wilma into the time machine room. Once they got there he looked around.He whistled in astonishment, "Oh boy, look they've got a model 25, there was only eight of those made, and only three survived their first trips. Marvelous design, but a mother to steer, we lost one of our own in the test run, must have smeared herself into paste" He shuddered, "Not the best of ways to go."Wilma nodded.