As I heard the conversation calming down, I glanced up momentarily and happened to notice Aubrey’s left hand snaking down under the desk, hitching u... the front of her pinstripe suit skirt. While she might have been bored out of her mind dealing with this infuriating piece of red tape, my soothing fingers were evidently having some effect in terms of keeping her amused. However, nothing could have prepared me for the next surprise: as the hem of her skirt came up over her knees, Aubrey lifted it. With considerable effort he redressed himself. Getting to his feet, he started for the door.“Nope, back door over there. I’ll follow you home, first to make sure you get there, second, to know where to come to kill you, your wife, and kids if you ever cross me.” Making his way to the parking lot, he found his car. Driving home, he watched her in his review, the bitch on the big Harley Hog following her. Every time they stopped at a light or stop sign, Gabby raised her middle finger. When he. It’s at times like these – very rare though they are – that I literally forget where I am, as I’m totally mesmerised by the girlie-goddess who’s showing Her loveliness in my full view. As a compulsive masturbator and girl-worshipper I have no control in situations like these, when I’m seeing what I normally only see in my mags. A wanker can’t choose when he sees what he needs to see – it can only happen by accident or when a Goddess decides you can. I’m in a trance and Miss Michelle is putting. Then it hit me just as I was cumming! THIS IS KIM, MY WIFE ON THIS TABLE! I looked down at my wife with cum all over her face lying back and getting fucked by all these guys. I started to cum harder than I ever thought possible! I stared as another cock was offered to her and she started sucking it hard. I finished and my cock was still hard from the realization. I was getting ready to fuck my wife again, but I was tapped on the shoulder and asked to let someone else get some pussy. I must’ve.