" He turned round and saw her, standing by the bedroom door, her face had look of total contempt which in his excited state of sissified arousal only ...excited him even more."Wanking in your panties mistress," caution completely gone, so aroused by the undies and his wives look of contempt at his humiliation. "Wanking in your panties," he repeated, never had he called Wanda mistress before but he didn't care now he was far to aroused by his humiliation, in front of this beautiful blond woman. She. Damn, the thing was big. It was bigger than Mike's, and he'd assured her that he was bigger than average. She ran her palm up the underside of his shaft and was rewarded with a flow of clear pre-cum across her fingers."Suck it," said Ron. Once again Amy wondered where he'd learned all this. He sounded as if he told someone to tongue his dick every day. She looked at the flared head and broad shaft. There was no way that she was going to get the whole thing in her mouth like she did Mike's. But. Her cunt was still throbbing from masturbating in the shower. “Come in” she said as she closed the door. “Sorry I was just in the shower. Yes I do have an extension you can borrow, it’s just in here…” She opened the door to the cupboard - as she reached up her robe rode up to expose her arse. She turned to see him with his mouth open, and she smiled as she caressed her cheeks. He stepped towards her and she turned around to meet his gaze. He leant down and kissed her as she wrapped one leg. Perfect. The toilet tank in the tiny restroom was cracked and slowly dripping, I propped my canteen under it to fill. She got to her feet warily when I returned, holding a short length of shattered 2×4. I gave her a wide berth and dragged some noisy sheet metal scrap into the doorway to act as an alarm. ‘We should stay here for the night. We can take turns watching while the other catches some sleep,’ I offered. ‘In the morning I’ll clear away this crap. Maybe we can find some breakfast under.