I finally worked my cock all the way into her asshole and it felt amazing. I didnt even need to thrust, the feeling of Bens cock working her pussy was...also working the underside of my cock. It was fucking amazing. Now that she was filled in both holes, my wife started working her hips in motion with Bens. Next thing I know were all fucking, and thrusting like a sexual symphony. I reached forward and grabbed her hair, pulling her head back. Oh yeah, fuck me in every hole, fill me up boys, I. I repositioned myself and said, I need to have this cock in my mouth. I inched my mouth over his cock, slowly sliding it into my mouth. I then started speeding up, trying to feel every inch of his cock down my throat. by now I'm deepthroating him as hard as I can, loving every moment. I started playing with his balls too. he kept telling me how much better I was than his GF. I gave him another 3 or 4 hard pumps down my throat, and he reached over and grabbed the glass. I started jerking his. There was a convenience store/gas station next to the motel, and I kept walking over toward it, daring to be seen by people filling their tanks, etc. Late that night I decided that I just had to go over to the store and buy a pack of cigarettes. I knew the clerk would know that I was a man in drag, but I dared myself to go anyway, when the store parking lot was empty. The clerk looked at me strangely enough, but politely handled the transaction, so I put the cigarettes in my handbag and walked. I’ll apologize, but Marcy, baby, can we talk about this?” he pleaded softly. “I can’t. I have a nine o’clock meeting I need to be at. You should leave now,” she said as she pulled on her blazer and grabbed her iPad. She waited for Rob to walk out. When he left she took a moment to collect herself. Her phone buzzed with a reminder about her meeting interrupting the silence. She couldn’t think about her mixed feelings; she had a job to do to clear her client’s name and her own. ***Marcy.