In a moment she was moaning and panting.I couldn’t stand any more of this. I pulled the car into the deserted road and shut off the engine. In a fla...h, I was totally naked. Nisha pulled her soaking wet fingers from her pussy and boldly stuck them in my mouth. The taste and smell of her juices almost made me shoot my load on the car seat. Then she leaned down to my crotch and began licking and sucking on my throbbing cock. She paused to look up at me with a smile and tell me how much she loved. ”“I’ll find someone and have them call you today,” he promised.“The second thing is that I’d like someone to check on Mrs. Tucker. She appears to be a single mom. If so, is she doing okay financially? If not, I want to help them anonymously. I don’t want to know how much she makes or anything like that, just if they could use a hand.”“I’ll have someone check,” Dwight promised sympathetically. “Did this sour you on the service?” he asked nervously.“No, if anything, it made me more determined to. I: but the class is 5 right.She: I wanna you to suck my boobsI am very happy and just went to bathroom to mastrubate mean whileI: ok aunty I will be waiting for monday’She: ok bye love you On Monday I called her at 10am by that time her husband was out and she is alone. She asked me to come after 30 min as her baby is awake and I reached there by 10:45 and I rang the bell and she opened the door and she was in nighty. As soon as I got into the house I closed the door and kissed her for 10 min. Tight cut off shorts showing half her ass, black leather bras, black nylons, leather vests and very tight denim jeans. Even in public she was dressing like a biker’s slut. What happened to my rich preppy suburban housewife. Obviously, this biker Butch had transformed my wife into a biker’s girl. Debbie was gone a lot in the evening and I suspected Debbie knew that I was sure she was fucking around on me with god knows how many guys. But that all ended one day, apparently her young biker Butch.