She then turned over and stood up on the table with me right under her. I thought she wanted me to eat her again.“Babe, u want me to suck your cunt...again?” I asked with a wink“Maybe in a little while, I owe you right now.” She winked at me. Then she stood up and started to walk on the table in her high heels, fishnets, mini skirt, and the tube top that wasn’t covering anything anymore. She pulled up her tube top to a frown on my face.“Oh stop it. You will enjoy this.” She said as she wagged. My wife admitted a few days later how turned on she had gotten while being watched by an older gentleman. This was something new and exciting to her, and it only made me that much hotter for her. Our love making over the next few weeks was off the charts, and I now began to find other ways to keep the fire going. One night while out on a drive I placed my hand on my wife’s lap. I was extremely horny and I said to her, “Why don’t you slide down your pants.” She gave me a seductive smile and. She was dressed in a tight fitting, low cut, sexy blue dress and high heels. She moved like a fashion model walking the runway.I moved in closer when I saw her sitting at the table again with one of her friends talking. She obviously had a few more drinks in her now. She was venting to her friend about the lack of attention her husband was paying to her. I sat in a chair next to them inconspicuously listening in on their conversation. She went on complaining about how she worked so hard to. Anne gripped the sheets, her hips were useless, Sam had lifted her legs up in front of him, she’d no way of pushing herself up the bed now. The pain was horrendous, she felt as if she was being torn open.“Noooooooooooo, For God’s sake what are you doing!” She screamed loudly. Banging her fists wildly against his chest, but still he leaned on his cock, even heavier now.Anne felt her inner muscles expand and judder as his huge helmet was slowly but surely forced up her. “You bastard! Get away.