Lately the closest thing to having sex with my wife was sniffing her dirty panties as I jacked off.I knew I would be out of place at the party; I had ...et to meet anyone from her work. This was to be a family party with not only wives and husbands but k**s also. As of yet we had no c***dren in fact I'm not sure if my wife wants k**s, she says she does but just not now. I was imagining the evening ahead of me as all the employees sit around talking shop and we spouses sit around talking about. The Rangers spent some time studying their opponents and then crept back to wait for the posse to show up.They didn't have long to wait. The marshal and 14 posse members rode up and were signaled to dismount before the bandits could get a good look at them. They picketed their horses, drew their rifles, and gathered around the Rangers and the marshal.Ezra described how the bandits had arranged themselves on the far side of the river and suggested a plan of attack. He wanted the marshal to. I decide to quietly go upstairs to check it out. Reaching the top of the stairs, there is an open door and the moaning turns to groans. Approaching as to not make a sound, I peek around the door only to see it’s the master bedroom.Scanning the room to see were the groaning and moaning is coming from, I see an interior doorway. I move slowly in the direction of the sounds and when I get there, I see Mrs. O’Connor in a bubble bath.Her hair no longer in a ponytail, is being held up by a purple. Her mouth gaped. My hand hauled on my rod.My balls threatened, as I lost any interest in the on-screen events as Laura’s eyes closed, her mouth gaped on an almost anguished squeal, both hands grabbed into her crotch as her hips heaved up as though to accept some unavailable intrusion.Watching that, I hadn’t realised how my own hand had tugged vigorously on my avid hard cock, and as Laura calmed, my own balls released, and spurts of uncontrolled cream shot across the carpet. Oh, God, that had.