Then she wore a semi transparent nighty. She was looking really hot. To make her more hot I asked her to remove her bra. She obeyed my instructions. N...w anyone can see her nipples through the nighty. Now thinking about the upcoming situation I could not control myself and started folding her. She was now really in a honey mood. It was 2.00pm.just then the calling bell rang.I entered inside the bed room and my wife saw in the keyhole. It was the sales man. My wife opened the door and asked him. It was if a light went off in Caseys head. She said I know what I can do. She immediately got to her knees, unzipped Andrews pants and pulled out his eight inch cock. She started licking his shaft like a trooper. She grasped it with both hands and jerked away. She had done this many times before. The other guys sitting around got excited. They all whipped out their cocks. Some started jerking them. Casey could see most of them. Some were even larger and some smaller than her bosses. Andrew. Fully dressed and standing somewhat awkwardly in my heels, (I had done a couple of Walk in Her Heels charity walks and somewhat familiar with walking in them but still far from walking naturally femininely). Renee walked up and reached my top and positioned each breast in the carefully concealed built in bra properly. “I knew you’d be a good little girl for me.” She breathlessly cooed in my ear. The reached down and stroked my shaft through the smooth stretched panties and my skirt a couple of. She was begging now, along with Tracy. “Please sir, please stop. I can’t do this. John, stop him, please.”Everyone laughed when John said, “Sorry, slut, but that’s what you deserve for fucking around before. How am I to know who Tracy belongs to now. You were a whore and I don’t have any idea if Tracy is really my daughter or not. Maybe she belongs to Charles.”“No, she is your daughter. I didn’t get pregnant until I slept with you. Please, John, don’t do this to us,” begged Rachel.“You beg so.