Leaning over and placing his lips close to my ear, he simply said "Hi," as if seeing me for the first time today. I said nothing, not knowing what he ...expected me to say, drawing a blank, as my mind was totally captivated now with his touch. "How do you feel?" He asked, as if he didn't know. I didn't know if he really expected an answer. When he sort of leaned around me with a quizzical look on his face, I knew he did. Gathering what strength and composure I had, I decided to be honest.. . Then I started to realize that maybe something else was going on....and then my cock slipped out of her pussy..and next thing I know he is taking car of it.... his hand is wrapped around it and he is putting in her pussy....so I just go with it and start fucking again. Shortly aftewards I start to feel something on my balls..and realize its his tongue...... and it feels nice....so I keep going. Then I feel a finger slowly working into my ass.. and I love that... but its distracting me. And I didn't have time to unstrap them.I had driven out of the underground car park into what turned out to berush hour traffic on the Euston Road.At least I now knew where I was I thought, but there would be a series oflights before I got onto the A40 at Hangar Lane and would have only thespeed cameras to worry about.As I said when I was in the car park I had originally thought I would zipthe jacket up to cover my slip and bra but it was hot and I didn't wantto open the windows. I decided I. Coincidentally, I wasn't anymore. My wife had left me about six months before. I wasn't dating yet and my sex life consisted of a whole lot of jerking off and fantasizing, often of Sarah.So she let me in and led me into the basement to the furnace. On the way, she showed me how to get out to the garage and asked me to come in and out through there. The door to the garage was in the laundry room and there was a big pile of laundry sitting on a bench by the washer. Once she had shown me the.