Grace was panting - Jen watched the lovely breasts with puckered nipples heaving up and down with each breath - but still no sign of a climax. She inc...reased the finger pressure inside that succulent junior cunt; releasing her grip on a tit to take up butt-fingering. Her bottom felt so tight and firm - the cheeks parting just enough to permit one digit to invade. Surely the little slut couldn’t take this much stimulation; Jen looked across at Alia and Amy copying their lovemaking stroke for. At first, I was not happy with this new development, but my wife explained that it was her body and her choice. Eventually, I become more comfortable with her returning with Dave's cum leaking from her vagina or on her face. I could always instantly tell if she had fucked Dave, his cum always left a distinct aroma that I sensed immediately. My requests for intimate contact was ordinarily met with fast rejection. My wife would tell me she was exhausted or that it was too late. Other times she. Peg, by contrast, reminded me of a bulldog. And I had to admit that part of my attraction to Bob was because he was Peg's husband so I wasn't totally innocent of malice. Moreover, and most importantly, Steve said he wasn't going to the party if I wasn't invited. That made me feel good – and he took me to bed that night. That made me feel even better, although Steve, much as I adored him, was not a great lover. His interest was more on quantity than quality. And, I later fucked Bob again I hope. I tap mine back,he then says 'are you the one I talked to last night?" I was shocked,who did I just suck off? That wasn't you in here just a minute ago? He says "no it wasn't...did you start without me?" Yeah,I guess I did. I tell him we may have to do this at another time,told him I worked there and my boss was expecting me back. He then says my name "is that you?" Stunned,"Frank!!!" I'm thinking,damn what am I going to do. He then says "let's go into my office". He was the warehouse manager.