I didnt have a shower I was peeping around the corner and in no time one guy bent my mrs over pulled her g string to one side and opened her loose cun... wide open and shoved two fingers in her cunt his mate had his cock in his mouth I got one of the guys attention and intimated to him to go get a bottle and start fucking my wifes cunt with it while I was peeping and stroking my cock as soon as i saw him drilling her loose cunt with the bottle i walked in and said to her you enjoying yourself you. Would she? Thank God she didn’t. We were both reprieved from what might have happened when another woman came up on stage. I felt her hands on my ass and saw a fifty dollar bill wave in front of my eyes. For fifty, this woman deserved a little attention of her own. Lana made a hasty retreat as I turned and planted a kiss on the generous woman. We kissed hard and I almost shit when my aunt shoved the bill down the front of my thong. I was shaken, but she hadn’t recognized me. It was time to get. I climbed in on the passenger side noticing that the truck parked alongside was from the same company. I sat on the seat side on with my legs open showing stocking tops to my client. He smiled again and the door behind me opened . Another trucker was climbing in - his mate I guessed.“50 for two” my punter said handing the money over. I nodded took the money and put it away. I moved and sat on the bed couch behind the seats and began rubbing my pussy on the fabric of my thong. Their hands began. Jason laughed. Christine put her fist in her palm and twisted her arm back and forth. ‘Grinding coffee? Coffee grounds?’ Christine had already started moving her hands up and down, like milking a cow. ‘Milking. Grinding milk? Milking coffee? Milk and coffee? Latte.’ Christine smiled. ‘Wait a minute. That makes no sense.’ Christine mimed a screwdriver. Was there a pun there? Take it apart. Oh. Duh. Grind and milk together. Another coin drops. ‘You call it latte.’ Christine did American sign.