I’ll put the kettle on while I’m there.” She crooked her finger at her husband who was only too anxious to obey even the slightest instruction. ...Heather put the kettle on, and stood facing her husband. She raised a finger to her lips, when he made to speak. “I love you Sean Fielding but you are in deep shit mister. Do you love me?” “I love you Heather and I’m…” she cut him short. “Alice and I are going to work on Ron, and for the moment we do not need you here. Go home, but be ready if we call. Your dripping wet pussy and tight little ass clenched around a bright pink jewel are no longer hidden behind the steel of the car but are in the middle of the window as if framed perfectly to be on display. As we pull up to a light, I casually press the button to roll down your window, the window at perfect eye level with the limo in the lane beside us. A limo which has several gentlemen leaning out of every window cheering and yelling, and up top with his torso standing up through the sunroof,. " To tell you the truth, I believe he got the right to look all he wants an' it really don't matter what I think 'bout it. Thing is, I do like it. Makes me happy havin' a white man enjoyin' me. I saw his dick was gettin' hard, too, even though you jus' made him cum. I can't help feelin' a little proud." You're proud that he was starin' at your chest?" asked Myrna."Don't it make you proud how he gets so worked up bein' 'round you that he's gotta get some relief or bust?" Gloria answered with her. He is soft still, peaceful looking limply hanging there. The full wide head resting just below his balls, It looks so yummy as i try to control myself. I take a deep breath and give a run of my tongue over my lips to wet them a little more, is he watching me I wonder. What is he thinking right now, waite why am I thinking about that, as i see my hand reaching up gripping his soft shaft lifting the head up. God it looks so good, I glance up and meet his eyes yes he is watching me. He has that.