“You can remove his briefs, Zena,” Carmen instructed.Ron was taking deep breaths trying to slow down and play along with Carmen’s game. He alrea...y had an erection but was determined to make himself even bigger and harder by kissing the cheeks of Carmen’s arse while Zena watched.Zena, still immaculately and fully dressed struggled to pull his briefs over his erection as he kissed Carmen’s twin orbs, hoping that Zena would hold his cock and feel it grow as he kissed his wife’s arse.And to his. . his eyes simply would not leave its lovelysweetness.His preoccupation with the skirt had not escaped her as she placed herbox on one end of her spacious desk, but she continued to speak to himnonetheless on the subject of their shared interest."I can see clearly what we have to do," she said, returning to the skirtand bringing out from beneath it its padded hanger. The skirt hadshoulder straps which had been hidden. Their appearance brought ablurting sort of warble from Mr Johnson's throat as. When I nibbled his earlobe, I heard a quiet moan escape from him, turning me on even more. Kissing down his neck, I made sure to grind myself against his shaft, feeling the full girth of his member. Tracing my hands over his body, I slowly lifted myself from his body, moving lower until I was faced with his package. Pulling his boxers down, his seven inch erection sprung out. I eagerly reached for the shaft, running my hand up and down as I slowly placed the tip into my hot mouth. I swirled my. My lust-soaked brain was picturing Chris trying to concentrate while my wife’s slender fingers fished inside his pants as the aperitif. Before her head bobbed up and down until her lover gave her what she wanted. Or maybe Chris would be the aggressor, stopping the car in some quiet clearing and bending Jill over the hood as he gave her a sound fucking, alfresco style.By the time I got home from work, I was a mental wreck. I wanted nothing more than some quick food and a stiff drink while I.