"I didn't know that could be done," I said, deliberately misunderstanding. "Has plastic surgery become that advanced?"He glared at me. "The records, n...ot your fingers," he said. "You changed them, didn't you?" How would I do that, sir?" I asked politely.He heaved a weary sigh. "Jack, it's just not good enough," he said. "I know it's you. Your wife admits who she is, how about saving us all this silliness and doing the same? We have more than prints, you know, you gave us a DNA sample when you. My heart condition and its medication have caused an inability to get an erection and my main pleasure is voyeurism. I like to watch couples fucking or enjoying mutual masturbation, my wife Jean prefers to calls it making love. The sight of girls showing their tits sounds interesting but being in my 60s the thought of women in their 40s or 50s with bare tits is much more attractive. I told Jean what I saw at the library and sometimes when I returned home she would joke about me being a. Then we both started caressing each others body parts. I started to press her boobs nicely, she opened the shirt buttons and asked me to suck her nipples. when i saw her cleavage I got peak mood., pulled her bra down and started to suck her boobs like a hungry baby and also pressed them hard. Meanwhile she was jerking off my dick and fondling with my balls and i was massaging her wet cunt on top of her shorts. Then I took one step ahead and went on top of her, removed her shirt fully, unhooked. He was respected at work. He worked hard and they respected him, whichis what he wanted. What I wanted. I couldn't help but notice how,whenever we talked to someone, he let go of my hand and put his handaround my waist. He also answered questions that were directed to me,stopping only if I smiled sweetly and said, 'Danny...'I went back to the office after an hour and a half and went into Mike'soffice. "Sorry about that."He smiled. "Relax, Jessica. It's fine. We survived in your.