I went deeper and deeper into her. I fucked my beautiful wife with my fingers as my tongue teased her clit. D's hips pushed and bucked as her climax g...ew closer. I eased a third finger in as I placed my other hand on my cock and stroked it. My fingers pushed into her mound and matched the speed of my strokes until I heard D beg for my cock."Fuck me, Randy. Oh God, fuck me now." I heard her whine as I eased my weight on top of her and lined my willing dick to its mark. I lightly touched her. She eagerly worked him into her throat until she was able to bob her head up and down with a greater pace, still making sure that her tongue worked over every inch of his cock as her nose was greeted with his musky scent. Her left hand began working his pants down a bit, until they were at his knees. Just low enough for her to slip her hand up and palm his large, full sack. She moaned out over his cock as she felt the warmness of it wash over her chilly hand. He responded in much the same. He says" ur clothes are all wet. ur going to catch a cold." she shakes her head "no." he chuckles as he use the scissors to cut her bottoms off. she starts shaking. he got impatient and rips it. ur pee stinks" he said. her eyes widened. ur dirty I’m going to wash you. he puts the scissors away. then put the sponge into the hot soapy water and began to wash her. he started at her toes paying special attention to each toe. it tickled her and it felt good. she was surprised that she liked him. I grip the desk until it hurts but then his other hand reaches under me and gropes my chest, pulling me off the desk, changing the angle of his fingers below.I tremble at the sensation and close my eyes, panting. I feel his hand, both of them, burning on me."Oh yeah, such a tight ass." He laughs, closer to me now.Suddenly the fingers are pulled out and the hand is gone from my chest. I open my eyes and turn to look back, wondering why he'd stopped. He's there, smirking as he looks me over.