It's obvious what bedroom my wife is in and I can tell from the moans that she's getting fucked and sucking cock. The bedroom door is open - she likes...to be watched. She's on her back (her favorite) and a guy with a huge veiny cock is fucking her pussy slowly with long strokes and rubbing her clit with his thumb. Her hips are moving in a circular motion and I can tell she's getting close to another orgasm. Her head is over the side of the bed and another guy with a big cock is fucking her. Jackson. He glanced around the room, and walked quietly over to the bedroom door. He slowly and silently closed it as it muffled the loud music that boomed throughout the house. He crept back over to the bed and kneeled down again next to the lovely wife.“Mrs. Jackson?” he said, a little softer this time.Joechin tentatively reached out and placed his hand on her stomach as he felt her firm abs over her bright red and blue costume. His hand moved in circles across her stomach as he felt her body. I wanted to get every detail just right as I'd never been out of the house dressed as a woman before but had no choice on this occasion, given Wendy's strict instruction to turn up at her house dolled up. I always begin by painting my nails and settled on Wild Cherry, half expecting that some popping might take place later. Once my finger and toenails were fully dry, I retrieved my Lingerie and Hosiery from their secret storage. I selected a maroon basque with matching thong along with a pair. Thinking something might have happen and she came looking for him. He got up leaving his friends to go meet her but lost her among the small crowd. Franticly searching, he called her on his cell phone but it went straight to voice mail. He finally spotted her on the visitor’s side of the field going away from the stands. Hurrying after her, he saw her by some old bathrooms looking around before going through a door.When he got to the old building the door was locked. Maybe it was a “Privet.