The crazy thing about it Roarie treated the car like it was a tool for her to take her anger out on abusing it everyway possible. I did not like the i...ea because it was almost like she was trying to break the car and ruin the engine. I mentioned it to her several times and she just blew me off. Around this time I started to be very careful with my own car. I still was not 100% sure how much high revving and aggressive operation it could handle. I had recently added a race header and removed. We were about to get ready to go to the party. There was a phone call from one more friend of my wife that she would like to join us for going to the party. Her name was Jiya. She was free from me we use to talk lot when ever we meet. So we left our home at 4.45pm and went to pick Jiya and we were on the way to opera. We reached there by 6.30 and the party was about to start. I was alone in the party as I do not now any one in the party accept my wife and Jiya. There were more friends of my. He was soon on them both kissing and feeling them as though he was never going to get the chance again. I had moved onto my stomach partly to hide my hard on and also to get a better view up her skirt,I kept getting a glance of her tits just a pity I couldn't tell if the nipples where stood up. His right hand moved back to her legs and was feeling her mound through her knickers,she was moving her bum around and I was unsure as to it being pleasure or to stop him going further. I could see. But then Ms M said something that made me stop and focus on pleasing her. "I know you can't breathe under me. I don't want you to. I want you to just use your mouth and tongue to make me cum, as many times as I wish until I allow you back up. Now be a good little girl (there it was, the magic words!) and lick my pussy." I stopped struggling and starting licking, sucking, slurping at her pussy. My mission was to make Ms M cum like a billion times!She was moaning, she was groaning. She started to.