“I need your cock.” “Your wish is my command.” He replied as they embraced passionately again with her hand firmly on his cock with his finge...s caressing her clit. She pushed forward a little causing his fingers to slide into her. She was becoming so wet. She moaned as he probed her deeper. Susan felt so naughty because they were still parked outside her place of business. Their kiss ended slowly as their hands drew away from each other. Susan made no attempt to fix her skirt and continued to. “I can’t go on like this. He’s not going to talk with me, and I need to get on with my life. I hoped I would get some sign from him to give me some – any – hope we could repair things, but I see now that’s unrealistic.”“So?” John’s voice was soft and affirming.“So I begin divorce proceedings, though Simon says trying to divorce internationally is troublesome. We married over here, but I’ve lived there for most of my married life. He says I’ll only know if I engage a solicitor who specialises in. “I don’t want you to do anything. Just leave us alone.”Moments passed…I heard a zipper…zippers?…and then felt someone getting between my legs…I stared up at the dark sky…my hands over my privates, hands taking my wrists exposing me again, pushing them back over my head. I felt movement between my legs and a stiff cock poking at me, I looked up at Brett, standing there, looking down….then someone held my wrists, firmly, I was open and ready…more poking at my cunt then spreading my pussy. They, they started swinging them with their fingers, listening to her moan and watching her fuck harder, yelling at whoever had his cock in her to fuck faster and deeper. When she came, her body jerked and spasmed and the weights swung around, clattering against the pole, sending new waves of pain through her that made her scream and clench her ass tighter around whoever was fucking her now. The crowd blurred into one big, non-stop ass fuck, my wife clutching the post for support, squatting.