When she called she got a recording saying that there was a problem with the line. She showered and dressed, telling me she would stop over at his hou...se and talk to him on her way shopping. I kissed her on the cheek as she headed for the door. I changed clothes and went to my office. I cleaned up the projector and the entire alibi creating evidence and sat at my desk for about twenty minutes. As I left I waved at the guy across the street and he smiled and waved back. When I got home my wife’s. OK? You treat me real nice and Ill make sure he doesnt put it in your butt. OK? She looked at me and half smiled. OK. She glanced down at my semi-soft cock and then back up at me. Its OK sweetie. I started gently pushing her head towards my lap. Her eyes were locked on mine all the way down. When she reached my cock it was obvious that she had no idea what to do. She started kissing it. I let out a little chuckle. Mandy. I want you to lick it like a lolly pop. She shook her head to let me. Half way through his sponge bath he could hear her breathing get deeper and each time she bathed him she spent a little more attention to his stiff dick. She showed up later than usual one night and apologized. She asked him if it was too late and if he wanted her to come back in the morning. He told her it didn't matter since he had lost track of days and nights. She started in the usual way and sponged his upper body. He thought it was sort of strange that she didn't cover him with a sheet. Her legs tighten around me. I can feel her nipples against my chest, only making me harder if thats even possible. Before I realize it, she makes us roll over. I sit up slightly and hold her perfect ass in one of my hands as she removes her shirt. Immediately Im met with a set of tits that seem way too good to be true. But they are. So I grasp one with my free hand and let her ride me to my orgasm. Her body falls into a quick rhythm on top of my dick. Her hands lay on my chest for support. I.