She then walked over to her wardrobe, opened the other door very carefully,fearful that it too may fall off. But it didn’t. What was in this side of... the wardrobe was totally different from the latexand rubber in the first side. These clothes are more elegant and nicer, edgingtowards the normal, but never quite reaching it. There were long corsets ofvelvets, satins and taffetas, skirts of silk and elegant brocade dresses. She stood, inspecting them, as if each one was putting its point. „Super! Ich denke das reicht, aber ich würde gerne noch ein paar Fotos von dir auf dem Sofa machen“. Sie ging hinüber zum Sofa und setzte sich ein wenig schüchtern hin.„Gut, versuch dich wieder zu entspannen, lehn dich zurück“. Ich machte einige Bilder bis sich ihre Verkrampfung löste.„Na siehst du, es wird doch. Setz dich bitte mal etwas Breitbeiniger hin“ forderte ich sie auf und sie gehorchte und ermöglichte mir dadurch fast freie sich auf ihre Schamlippen. Ich fokussierte die Kamera, machte. Kyoki mera saamna ek real mard se tha. Jo ki ek bahut bade lund ka malik tha. Sir ne mere boobs pakad liye aur mere nipple ko dabane lage. Mere pure badan main masti ki bijli doad gayi. Sir ne apne hont mere boobs par rakh diye aur mera doodh pine lage. Phir sir ne mujhe khada kiya aur meri panty apne hatho se utar di main puri tarha se nude thi. Sir ne mujhe sofe par lita diya aur mere pure badan ko chumte aur chatte huwe meri chut tak pahuch gaye. Aur apni jibh meri chut main dal di aur andar. I had to bite my lip to keep quite as 2 stalls down someone was sitting unaware that I was just feet away dripping cum all over my finger and shaking w/pleasure. After that though, the guilt started. My husband is everything to me and I hated that he was stuck not knowing that his slut wife was giving blowjobs to guys at work. Not only that but doing it in the open where she could be caught. I had done more as well. I fucked a guy in his car right in the work parking lot. even worse, my husband.