.she feigned she couldn't reach and asked me to "help" her. So I stood up and slipped behind her one knee on the bed and gingerly reached for his cock......making eye contact with him...and once again....he smiled & nodded. So I grasped his slippery, wet tool and pointed the head between her lips. She teased around making it heard for me to put him in line...so I leaned closer and pressed her ass still while getting the purplish swollen head of his cock between her cream covered lips. With that. .my growing hard pulsating warm manhood. I’m almost on you in the rear of the limo when I wink and tell you, “Don’t move, love.” And now, you know, it’s going to be a long trip to our private bungalow. That’s right, I’m going to give you a little show. Then I’m going to tease you until you can barely stand not touching yourself to release a raging orgasm…and, if you’re a good girl and play the game right…I’ll let you cover me with the lube you know I have in my pocket. Then, if you’re. Jody must have known that it would displease me, for he managed to hold his climax until after Tony had already deposited his goo in Evelyn's cunt. Despite the rauchiness, dispite the relentless masturbation and ball massage, my slave held out for me. Tony climbed off of Evelyn, the mixture of their fluids dripping from his slimy cock. I looked down, my sheets were wet with her sweat, the area surrounding her ass particularily so. They were soaked with her juices and doubtlessly Tony's. "June, this is Detective Cook. I'm hoping he'll enlighten us about the situation while he asks his questions. I gave permission to 'look around' as Cook euphemistically calls it. Detective, this is my wife, June. Can you tell us why you're here, investigating a murder?" Mr. Robert Morgan was shot and killed last night, around midnight. I believe you both knew him?"Well, yeah!" He was June's boss. You shouldn't lack for suspects, Cook. The bastard created cuckolds faster than rabbits can.