When he walked in and saw me busy hammering my small cock into my wife he asked her is he doing you any good? She half laughted and said Hell no.. I c...an't even feel it. She pushed me aside and went into the kitchen with him to start supper. All she had on was one of my long t shirts that came to just below her ass cheeks. She told me to go clean myself up, I was covered in Tims cum that had run out of her while I was fucking. I took a quick cold shower and that made my cock go softer, when I. I would walk back to her and unzip my cock. She’d hungrily engulf my cock in her mouth while rubbing and fingering her own pussy. After a couple of minutes of sucking, I’d hold her head with my hands and start to fuck her face. Soon her tears would be flowing over her cheeks as a result of my cock hitting the back of her throat. After another couple of minutes, I would get tired of her mouth. I would pull out and she would immediately know what I would want. She’d bend over against her desk. I heard her footsteps in the hall. I began to moan a little. Silence. And then, after a few minutes, I heard the creak of the door. She was there again. This time she was only wearing a pair of cotton panties! For the first time ever, I saw my s****r’s bare breasts! I began stroking so fast that I came almost immediately. I exploded all over the place. I lay there panting for a while, cleaned myself off, and noticed that the door was still open, but my s****r was no longer there. I waited a few. " My husband, the man of words," Cathy said with a grin. "Now, shut offthe words so you can let those taste buds enjoy the spaghetti."Needless to say, more words escaped from both their lips during dinner,as savory as the meal was. Neither of them was a quick and quiet eater,and as usual a rundown of significant events during each of their workdays took place. It never ceased to amaze Ken that his wife was able todiscuss banking procedures without making them sound boring. It helpedthat so.