Maybe not something as hurtful as a picture of Mary, but maybe something with some—”“Jack.”“What?” He turned and faced her, but it was a b...ad idea. She had that look, the ‘I know you’re hurting please talk to me’ look, and he almost recoiled at the sight of it.Grinding his teeth, his looked down and away, before he stepped under a small arch of drywall, and into the living room. The front door connected to this room, and hardwood floors greeted him. She’d changed the carpet out, sometime after. My husband was a little drunk and after saying goodnight to George, he crawled into the back seat of the car. As we were trading numbers we heard my husband’s light snoring, he had actually fallen asleep in the few minutes we were at the car. “Did he really fall asleep that fast?” George asked. I joked and replied “Yup, he always falls asleep as soon as his head hit’s the pillow, or the arm rest in this case.”George and I chatted for a couple of minutes outside the car, the parking lot emptied. .." "What?" Karen asked incredulously. "Well, I didn't actually introduce them," Debbie said with a blush. "But I did pull his cock into the show, and my husband approved. In fact, I was really enjoying listening to my husband enjoy the show. I took things way further than I thought I would." She smiled at me and said, "And, we are not done." Karen said, "Maybe I should go." "We're just getting to the good part," Debbie teased. "We were just getting into it when suddenly my husband logged out. “ His cock is in me. Do you wish it was your big cock in me?” I saw him nod. She said “ do you want to watch him fuck me” again he nodded. I started to thrust into Sarah, long, hard and slow and she slowly began to gasp. I heard her plant her feet onto the dashboard and she began to lift her hips every time I thrust into her. We gradually increased the speed of our gyrations then her gasps turned to groans and she said “ oh yes cum inside me”I continued to pound her pussy hard, she was looking.