I whispered in his ear I would there for him only dressed with my high heels. He smiled again and showed me his bulge growing inside his jeans.So, the...trap was now fully set. Cecilia would take my loving hubby to her home, would convince him to share a margarita and then would drag him to the silky sheets of her marital king size bed.I knew Victor would fuck her wildly; I had decided not to have sex with him during these days, since I had planned with Cecilia about this situation. I was sure. Steeling myself, I start the timer and lean forward, taking his cock into my mouth.He is pitifully short, so I easily take the whole length in my mouth. Now I wait.I'm expected to wait twenty minutes like this, just using his cock like a gag. I don't ask why, because it doesn't really matter. Once the timer goes off though, I'll get to work and finish him off.Being stuck under this desk gives me a lot of time to think. I never imagined doing fetish acts for money, but finances are tight. I was. With now tender breadstick venture my way back down to the boiling point of my body. I can feel the heat radiating from the the center of me. I rub the juices that have escaped into the skin of my thighs. My own touch is almost too much. I'm on the brink of exploding and I haven't even rubbed that tender little bud hidden in my plumpness. Thoughts of you seeing and hearing me enjoy this fill my mind. What would he think? Am I crazy that I'm do turned on? Pushing those thoughts aside I. To mne movie dekhi jisme 1 raja ki wife mr jati h or uski ek bhn hoti h or use apna wRis chahiye hota h to wo apni bhn ko khta h waris k liye but wo nahi manti to wo usse jbrdsti sex karta h or 9 mhino k bd bcha ho jata h fir uski bhn khud usse aakr sex karti h routine m. To m ye sb dekhkr hairan ho gaya tha kye sb b hota h to us tym gf thi wo na to itna milne aati thi or sex to dur ki bt muth mar mar k hi kamchlana pdta tha. To hua yu ki m aksar Bthinda apni bhua k ghr chutiyo m jata tha to.