Afterwards, they returned to their room. Steve offered to let his wife have her way with him, but she smacked him on the ass and told him to get chang...d. She grabbed her swimsuit and headed to the bathroom. She would take care of business and change there.Steve had on a pair of baggy swim trunks and a short-sleeved shirt when she came out. Brenda grabbed the oversized bag she was using as a beach bag and tossed in a few beach towels and the bottle of Coppertone. They both grabbed their. He waded through impractically tall high heels, overly revealing dresses, and bras that could have doubled as parachutes had they been less frilly.He rubbed his bleary eyes and walked through the living room. It was as much of a disaster area as the bedroom. Porn DVDs and drug paraphernalia littered the room. Ben had a vague memory of coming home alone and smoking some pot while watching one of his wife's pornos.Today was their one year anniversary. Ben loved his wife even though she openly. Emi felt a little left out but she realized that the job she was in LA for was very important to her career. The job had been arranged by Marcela Whitman, one of the rich ladies she had met at the fashion show in Palm Beach. Mrs. Whitman had flexed her considerable muscle in the modeling world and gotten Emi hired to model for a spread that was going to appear in a big men's magazine. As one of the companies Mrs. Whitman owned was the biggest advertiser in the magazine, she had quite a bit of. Her baby was sleeping in his in laws room. She was wearing a skirt with a top and looking damn sexy. Moreover, as she was lactating her boobs were full with milk. We without loosing a moment started the movie. The movie was quite erotic and she started enjoying. Simultaneously I started kissing n licking her legs. As she was ready for it she started responding and also started to kiss me. I took of her top and skirt and also took off my jeans and shirt. I took her bra n started looking her.