I slowly moved my hand up my wife's thigh and I knew Jack could feel her skirt move up a bit from my hand.Stacy was trying very hard to sit still, hol...d a conversation and smile without making it obvious that she was being touched by two men. It became more difficult for my wife to sit still as Jack's hand moved to the side of her wet pussy. I could feel her shift a bit as Jack was just an inch from her pussy lips. I was pretty sure Jack was getting hard as he was moving his hips to get better. ......than disgusting people started arriving and all sorts of comments started being made like i know were those lips should be and you seem good at cleaning cars,let s see how you clean cocks...thankfully the car was nearly clean on the outside and so i commenced the inside and made sure to close the doors behind me ,after about two hours i was ready to start the polishing....................Mistress meanwhile was happier than normal Marcus had given what she wanted good and long fucking ,now. He didn't disappoint. Although he slowly entered me, it didn't take him long to start thrusting deeply into me. I couldn't take it. My legs started shaking and my stomach churned as the realisation that I was taking ten inches of black dick into my body hit home. What the fuck was I doing, I wouldn't be able to walk after this, and my asshole would never recover from such punishment. Yet on and on he came, harder and harder. He'd pull nice inches of his cock out, then ram it all home and leave. I caught an intestinal bug that just wouldn’t go away. I took quite the ribbing from my husband, as day after day he would ask if I was ready to enjoy one of my favorite cocks. My answers went from “no way”, to “definitely not”, to “maybe tomorrow” followed by a resigned shake of my head. It was truly sad to see Mandi in such a state. When I don’t feel like enjoying a hard cock, my Hubby knows I am definitely sick.Eventually, the bug passed, but it took a week before I finally felt up to.