I wanted to be involved in their sexual tableau but couldn't move. I was resentful and needed release. I walked over to Carol and started slapping h...r tits with my hard cock. Each slap was like an electrical shock to my cock, tingling and jolting. I closed my eyes and slapped harder and harder. Carol's tits were marked with red streaks from my slapping. My sexual tension was boiling over. I leaned back, pelvis forward and my whole body tense with lewd desires. I groaned, "Slut, cunt,. Retail therapy not working babe? He asked jovially, Im just not in the mood for it. she said, Its been one of those times where nothing seems to suit me and none of the shoes fit. Steve was unsure if that was a Freudian slip. Go upstairs and Ill give you a back rub. he said, I might even rub your feet too! She smiled at him, a genuinely sunny smile, he thought of those adulterous lips wrapped around her lovers penis.As she reached the bed she called out quizzically, Steve? Whats this? He. She was increasing her speed of blowjob with every second and in no time I also shot all of load in her mouth and like a slut she swallowed in all, I was pretty shocked at that but it was turning me on more and more.I then got up and went near her mouth and started to kiss her again while fingering her and she was biting my lips really hard, eventually she even cut one of my lips and it started bleeding but that too couldn’t stop me that day. I then went down and started biting her nipples and. Her family had grown up, she had a son and a daughter I think, and had left home. I believe I had seen the daughter in the shop once. There is a joke about inheriting Father's looks and mother's brains, she certainly had her father's looks. If she had her mother's brains she was lucky. Jo was sharp, by that I mean quick. Quick witted, quick in business, she was the boss. But she was clever, the old man thought he was in charge, and she was content to let it be that way. She was also.