As she spread her legs his tongue darted forward in search of her sex.Tanya watched as the two women surrendered themselves to the delights of their S...eat Box attendants. She took her own by the hand and guided him until his lips were on her breasts, sucking and kissing and nibbling at her nipples.The conversation between the three women became intermittent. They even lost interest in the comings (if that was the word) and goings of the Sweat Box's celebrity clientele. A film actress, a well. .. THAT'S IT, FUCK ME AND MAKE ME YOUR BITCH!" Her cries rose in pitch and soon became inaudible as her body shook violently beneath me. After she came back down I eased up just a bit and then gently reached under her legs and lifted them up and back until her knees were pressed to the mattress on either side of her shoulders. "Oh my god, you are in me so deep," she groaned as I resumed my slow thrusts, my cock pulling back until just my tip remained inside, then I reversed until my base. While happening this on regular basis one fine evening, she asked me how are your studies going on, then I replied “Hey I am a working professional and not a student anymore by god grace” for which she told “I am not speaking about notebook study and I am speaking about your website studies. “Have you had only theoretical idea or any practical knowledge too”.I understood the intent and acted by saying ” I didn’t get you” then she told not act smart, I have seen you while masturbating when came. She had bent over to get something in her bag for her kids and I could she her thong. I wanted to capture it for me. He however, saw the whole thing.It was a watershed moment for our marriage and not in a good way. I admit that I was being naughty as fuck. We had had a fight earlier that week about sex, or the lack there of. I made fun of him for it. Probably wasn't nice of me.The fight that ensued was all about hate and anger. And because I was holding a lot back since we got married I was in.