When you throw it, itexplodes with magical confetti. I guarantee that this will more than makeup for the joke they played on you." Matt wasn't sure ab...out this. "How much?" "For you, it's free. I've got a special weakness for practical jokes andalways enjoy a good one." Matt took the small egg from the Old Man's hand, noticing a small seamalong the side, thanked him and went back home. He wondered what it did. That night Chris and Steve were on the couch finishing off the pizza they'dordered.. Instinctively Reema wrapped her legs around his waist and drew him in deeper, causing his pubes to rub against her clit, causing her to lose total control. They couldn't believe their ears when they heard her moaning, "Oh don't stop! Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me harder! I love it, don't stop!" This was their goody goody, 30+ lady colleague, and mother of one who was now fucking like a bitch in heat! It didn't stop there, as Reema felt a shattering orgasm building up, she started to buck her hips. The moment the bell rang, everyone stood up and took off. Iweko took her punch card and joined in the dash for the clock. As her station was in the middle of the factory, she joined halfway in the queue. Not that it matters much as all the women were in a rush. Before you know it, Iweko was at the exit of the factory. Before leaving, Iweko went through a quick check to make sure her clothing was in order. She was wearing a plain brown kimono with gloves and socks that covered her hands and. That’s hard for anyone to go through. So, are you still trying to work it out?” I asked.“yes and no.” he said. “I tried really hard to forgive her at first but after only a couple days I couldn’t get the thought of her with him out of my head. I would be at work just not knowing if I could trust her or not. It really got to me.”“Yeah I can see that.” I said. Now thinking if it was my hubby how much he’d love the thought of me at home fucking another man in our bed. “We haven’t even had sex in.