So I drove thru a parking lot and a few guys looked in and whistled at her,she just smiled. Her eyes were closed as we drove. I pulled up to a redligh... and the guy in the car next to us looked over at her big tits and smiled. Her held up his camara phone and nodded at me and I nodded yes back and he then took a few pics of my wife's tits!!As we drove off she asked what that clicking was and I told her.She said what? I said he took a few pics of her and he would probably show his buddies.She. She applied more pressure, and I felt the head of her cock pop past my sphincter, and she pushed in and out but only an inch or so and began to fuck me in this shallow rhythm. "More, more. Deeper! Please deeper!" I continued to plead, and she would give me another inch, and another round of slightly deeper fucking would ensue, only leading to more pleading and ever so slight increases in the depths of her thrusts. Soon I was crying in frustration and begging her to fuck her bitch hard and deep,. Wo thoda gusse me boli” ye kya bakwaas kar rahe ho, main tumhari aunty hoon, aur tumhari sikayat main tumhare papa aur chacha se bataungi”maine kaha ki “pehli cheez to main apko hamesha apni gf ki nazar se dekhta hoon aur agar apne papa ko ye baat batayi to main apke photo net pr upload ker doonga unhone kaha “kaun se photo”,Maine kaha “dekhogi kya unhone kaha “haan”fir maine apna mobile nikalkar unko saari photos aur videos dikhaye. aunty to photos dekhker ekdum shock ho gayi aur boli “ye. . someone was sick" she explained."Damn" I muttered quietly. Zoe had a part-time job at a local motel where she made up rooms after the guests checked out, but she normally worked on a Sunday morning each week."C'mon in ... I need to ask you something..." she told me then added " ... besides you look like you need a cold drink ... it's so hot outside".I followed her into the house and into the kitchen where she opened the fridge and poured me a cold glass of iced tea.As I sipped on the drink.