"I keep some in my purse for when I get called out to a crime scene," she replied.I put my pair on and took a moment to wipe off the door we had alrea...y touched, both inside and out, before locking it again. I started in the living room, looking in drawers, under cushions and other places that seemed like a good place to hide something. I even looked behind paintings. In thirty minutes, we had cleared the first floor and were up to the second. There was a bedroom on the right and an office to. You grab my hair and pull me back and forth until you’ve had enough. You push me to the floor, my elbows on the couch, ass up in the air. You sit on the couch, legs spread in front of me. You slip your fingers into your soaking wet pussy and let me lick them clean. You taste so sweet… like nothing I’ve ever imagined. I’m on all fours and I know what’s coming. But you surprise me. You tell me you have to go to the bathroom. I expect you to get up, but instead, you push your pussy on to my face. I'm getting horny and starts to jerk off, its really fantastic, like a porno movie in 3d, with my wife!Ted is now pumping furiously, smacking her ass, telling her to be quiet, that he's sick of here noisy bossing of him, and that bitches like her needs big cocks to be quiet. My wife goes suddenly from that noo to shit, how big it is, give it to me and I nearly drop my cup. Is that my wife? The quiet one with the lights off at home?Well Ted makes here good, for at least five minutes and he takes. Behind me I could hear Sally moving about but at moment my entire attention was focused on servicing Tom’s boner. I was shocked when without warning I felt something slick and hard pressing against my puckered anus. I tried to shout for her to stop but with Tom’s hands holding me firm on his cock and his hard manhood acting as a gag it just came out as a muffled ‘nnnnnphffff’ ‘Oh see that baby? The filthy, worthless, pussy boy wants my strap on in his arse’ Sally cooed to her husband. She.