He knew the housewives from the gym and he also knew the weed business. He could mesh them. Lucinda and I would be there to give him all the informati...n and advice we could come up with. The three of us could make it work somehow. I really wanted the couriers to be bicycle types, but I knew that was impractical. Vicksburg MS wasn’t New York City. We would probably force the couriers to drive their own cars.I called on the burner phone then went over, so we were in the office of the Gym drinking. Her legs are now spread wide over the side of the bench as yur wife lays back, her breasts proud with her nipples barely covered by the micro top. There is a guy to either side of her as your wife goes t lift the bar. A third guy spots her from the weight side of the bench as she lifts the bar in a series of five reps. Your wife shakes out her amrs and raises them again slowly, her head is looking back towards the spotter as her hands now disappear under his shorts. You can see her hands moving. You say that you're ready for more now. You walk back over to me and unzip my dress. It falls to the floor in a pool of silk and I'm left in my matching bra and garder belt and heels. We start to make out on the table as I start to take your shirt off. You kiss me from my lips all the way down to my clit. I ask if your going to take my underwear off but you tell me no you want to leave them on because I look so hot in them. Instead, you move my panties to the side and start to roughly lick and. My teeth tightened on his flesh. My actions caused him to get rougher yet. I felt the climax getting closer and closer. I bit my lower lip and whimpered. He paused and slid all the way out. I looked up into his eyes with a questioning arch of a bow. He smirked at me. “Don’t like my teasing do you?” he said in a tormented laugh. Then he slammed all the way into me. And I erupted into an orgasm. My body trembled as I tightened my legs around his waist, and arched my back to enjoy the orgasm to.