”I went upstairs and began to put my work clothes over the items my wife left on me. I was dressed and about to leave in no time. I was headed downs...tairs, and when I got to the bottom stair I saw my wife holding what looked like a small phone or a big bullet. “This will remind you that regardless of what you are doing, you are still my Andrea.” She pushed something on the fob and the plug inside of me began to vibrate. I stood stock still as the sensation threatened to make me come then and. Bill had the sound set loud enough to mask all the action in that back room where my wife was.His 8-inch fat cock was attached to a 220-pound six-foot frame. And what turned out to be the theme of the evening: “fit athletes fucking a fit athlete”. Remember, the guys had seen my wife on campus, and at the strip club. They knew that she had run full 26.2-mile marathons in most states of the USA (later all states). So, all three saw her as an athletic fuck muscle.The first guy was only the start. " he said. He pulled down my shorts and started spanking my ass repitively, delivering 20 swats to each cheek. I fell to the floor immediately. My ass exposed with the plug shoved inside. "Now that's a hot site" he said and he started jerking off again fast, and quickly he was ready to cum again. He stood over my sobbing face and continued jerking until his cock started leaking cum. It dripped all over my face and in my hair. "Thanks slut, see you around!" He said walking out of the bathroom.. 'Ja, ik houd deze maar gelijk aan', antwoord ik.De rest laat ik inpakken, geef mijn cheque af en ga weer naar buiten. Ik scharrel een taxi op en laat me met mijn pakjes naar huis brengen.Thuis maak ik het eten klaar. En voor Charles thuis komt, was ik me nog even en trek het pas gekochte jurkje aan. Het staat hartstikke leuk en mijn tepels zijn duidelijk te zien door de stof van het jurkje heen.Even na zes uur komt Charles thuis. Wel, ik kan wel zien dat ik geen miskoop heb gedaan. Vol.