Mr. Roberts,” she nodded as I once again drew her close and replanted my lips on hers.One of my hands slyly undid the button at the back of her skir... while her mind was preoccupied. She didn’t notice. So, my hand then quietly unzipped the short zipper on her skirt. It instantly fell to the ground.“Oh, Mr. Roberts! I can’t do that. It’s not right!” Cristina protested.I responded by turning her around, kissing her soft neck (her blushing made her skin so hot!) One hand slid under her white school. He made it to the waiting area and brought the chair to a stop as the elderly man peered out the window for his family.“What’s going on,” a fellow orderly asked.“Can’t call it,” E replied.“I hear ya, man. You gettin’ off soon?”“Yeah. Goin’ to the crib and chill. Got three in a row off.”“I’d do that. But I got too many people at home to get any down time,” the redneck added.The old man grunted. Big glanced out and saw a white SUV parked in front. He lurched forward through the sliding doors and. A hard kick tomy ass let me know she wanted me there and I sat up on the frame. ‘No girl, all fours’ . I hurriedly got on all fours and Marsha attached my cuffs to the framework using short chains. She then went to the closet and came back with my favorite dragon tail flogger. I bite my lip and she snapped the flogger onto the frame work , the leather straps slapping loudly against the wooden frame. She then began to lightly slap my body with the flogger, no where near painful but very. She grabbed onto the armrests, using it as a brace to keep her in place, one hand on each of the armrests. Mike was looking right at me. He had a hand on each side of Michelle holding her. He started slowly pumping into her. Michelle’s moans were deep and continuous; her facial expressions were in a mix of dazed pleasure and desire. Another man was inside of my wife fucking her. I knew it was causing her pleasure and pain, but at the same time it gave me a sense of jealously and excitement..