I was working long hours and was tired and lonely, each night going back to the motel and jerking off imagining what my beautiful wife was up to. When...we spoke on the phone a few times she sounded like she was caught with her hands in the cookie jar but claimed that she was helping her friend with some work. I felt sure that she was getting her fill of cock.It was Friday afternoon and there was a chance to wrap work up early and break for the weekend. I did not want to spend more time away so. Her cunny lips were a yummy chocolate brown and contrasted perfectly to the coral red inner cleft, already quite opeb from the excitement and shame of the former penance. It was a pity to lock those delicacies away without a lick or a touch, but for the time being I had to save her charms from the ruddy hands of the lusty boy. Then I sent for the lad to rectify the happenings in the barn at last. Cleverly I mounted the long mirror in my punishment corner not to miss and lascivious detail. »She. Half of the porn movies I watch now wouldn't do this chick justice. She left the light on, had she not, I would've cum. Easily. It became clear that the light on was intentionally. I flipped over and asked what she wanted next, if I should return the favor. She told me, of course...but that she wanted me to be honest with her. I was confused.She wanted me to humiliate her. I still don't think she knew anything about me and Nikki, but she said I know you can't think I'm attractive. Nikki told. Better get well stocked up. Be good for you for a while too. Some company...Come round here anytime you want too...treat it like your own...I'll get you a key cut...Steve will be cool too...mind....he's mine....he's off limits. Heeheehee. That big boys alllll mine". She emphasised. Joyce nearly told her that she'd dreamt about Steve being in her bedroom, with his penis really hard, and exposing it to her. Something stopped her and she looked back at her friends mouth moving and tried to latch.