When she had enough she pushed me away. She brushed her dress down and went into the store. When I finished filling the tank I went in also. At the re...ister I noticed a closed circuit TV showing the fuel island. I tapped my wife's shoulder and knoded toward it. The guy behind the counter noticed me and said yeah I saw it. My wife smiled at him and I blushed. She told the guy that she had needed some clean up work out there. I don't think he knew why but he said cool. We got to the place and. "That's it baby, let me see that pretty face. John doesn't need to know u drank beer with me" as he looked down at her with hungry eyes , feeding her enough beer to make her gag a little and run down her silk robe , exposing how erect her nipples were. Hers looked up at him frightened, especially when he pulled the bottle out of her mouth quickly and replaced it with his mouth, covering her I could see him literally munching away at her. A muffled little "uh uh stop" came from my pretty wife. One weekend Pete and Samantha were going to be alone again with their parents gone and that meant not only a very hot lusty time of sex together, but it also meant that Pete and Samantha would sleep in the same bed and spend the entire time they were together either enjoying very hot and sexy foreplay, or fucking or cuddling and spending a few hours napping and regaining their energy for another hot lusty session of fucking and sucking each other. That was how they spend most opportunities when. "Holy shit, the panties I'm wearing are soaked," I whispered. My free hand calmly fell down to my black shorts and ventured into my pink silk panties. "Yep, they are wetter than a monsoon, how the fuck did I really become so attracted to him? Is it just because I know for a fact that he wants to fuck me?" I wondered, before I licked my lips. "Damn, even though I can't see it all, his manhood is a great sight," I muttered, glancing at his balls. "Yes, yes, Susanna, I'm gonna shoot," he moaned..