After watching TV for awhile and mindlessly playing with myself, I got a text saying he was about 5 mins away, so I turned off the television and got ...n position. I slid a dildo into my pussy and lit a cigarette, fucking myself for a few minutes until a small orgasm hit, intensified by the smoking. Just as I came down from it, I heard the door open downstairs so I quickly grabbed a couple squirts of breath spray (I didn't want him to catch on just yet), lit a fresh cigarette, laid back with my. “That’ll hurt our marriage and I’ve never licked a woman’s pussy before,” Sandra mildly protested.“Now will be your first time, or I call the cops.”“That’s sexual blackmail.”“I know it is,” Lacey grinned. “And you two don’t put on any clothes. You’ve got great-looking breasts. So, what is it?”“I guess I have no choice but to let my husband fuck you.”They had to control their quiet laughter as Lacey led them to the back office. It was sparsely furnished with a small desk and chair, a bar fridge. The thought of what others might think did cross my mind, but told myself we were just going to the pictures and that was all, lots of girls did that together. I quickly realized it was only my guilty conscious acting up, as there was no way others could suspect what might happen. She was wearing the same pink two piece suit she had worn the previous Saturday when we first met, only under the jacket she was wearing a cream colored blouse with large buttons. With the collar outside the jacket. The surety left her gaze as I dragged the leather article over her throbbing lips, a plea barely masked behind her hooded eyes. I placed the palm of my hand on her chest and pushed her back down onto the table. “Are you ready to live up to your name, ‘Cumslut’?” I asked her, grinning. She had already graciously opened her mouth for the cock behind her, while the leather belt teased across her redness. “So ready, sir! Please! I need you both to give me your cum already, I… I can’t take much.