She was definitely in a bit of pain from the clips on her nipples. I couldn't see her nipples through the dress, it was just a little thicker were her...boobs were. But I could see the outline of the clips pressing against the material. Plus her face was blushed with embarrassment. As she was walking toward me, I motioned her to slide in on the other side of the table. "Scoot your pretty ass around and sit next to me." Patting the seat beside me. She did as asked. We were facing away from. So many car and vans look the same anymore.I walked in the front door and heard moaning. I thought my worst fear as I approached the bedroom. There on the bed was my wife Carrie, completely naked with her friend Michelle's face buried deep against her pussy. I lost it, I yelled, "What the hell is going on?" as I looked at the shocked faces of both women.Carrie looked up in total surprise and screamed, "Oh, my God, Jim. Oh, my God, Oh, my God." She kept repeating it. Michelle jumped up and. Stars burst before me as my orgasm convulsed through me again. Rapture rippled through me as he fired all that fertile cum in me.My pussy writhed about him. I gripped the sheets. I groaned and gasped as the pleasure spilled through me. Clint gripped my tits as he growled out in passion. His cum splattered into me. That wonderful rush of his jizz spurting into me.It was incredible.My pussy milked out the last of the cum from his dick. I shuddered. I quivered. I sucked in deep breaths. My body. But not the more recent conservative Sheila. Today, however, she too had a bit to drink, and treated me to a fantastic blowjob, and a kiss goodbye.About an hour after I had returned to work, Sheila called my cell phone. She was giggling as I answered. She whispered into the phone, “Do you remember some of our fantasies, where I have sex with someone while you listen on the phone?” I told her I remembered. She said, “Have fun,” and I heard the phone being set down.About a minute later, I heard.