”“Oh God. Not Roger! He’s watching me too. I am so ashamed and embarrassed. But You can’t keep from letting your natural instincts take over t... rut. You begin trying to push back in my fingers so your pussy gets stimulated more. “Relax little flower,” I say. Don’t fight it. Just let me continue my testing.” I begin to move my three fingers in and out steadily. “Mrs. Flowers, would you please hold the basin under her and near her cunt so that the juices are caught? We will need those later on.”. The way she kissed me back, it was obvious that this was what she wanted.I knew this was just because of her emotional state, so I really didn’t want to take advantage of her. I disengaged my lips from hers and laid her head back in my lap, and we resumed talking, but now my hands, not under my control anymore, wandered down to her full, ripe hips. She whimpered in that way women do when they want to get fucked really bad and buried her head in my lap.Of course, by this time I was rock hard and. Then you stopped?, I asked. Not exactly, she told me, he did rub his cock against my pussy. And?, I asked her. I rubbed back against him too, his cock was fully hard then, so I could really feel him against me, she answered. Is your pussy wet now, I asked. Yes it is, very hot and wet, my wife answered.We then left and drove towards home. All the way I was thinking of my wife being felt up and feeling the hard cock of a stranger against her. I was really hard just thinking of it.I suddenly. Her parents were wealthy, and Linda had never needed to work. If she was thrown out, she would lose everything. Whoever sent the email knew what they were doing. They had really left her no choice at all. She had to comply and hope for the best.She had considered getting to the park early, to see who was putting the blindfold on the bench, but they knew her, and she didn’t know who she was looking for, and if they saw her there, they may cancel, and send the picture. It was a risk she could not.