This time I watched as my missus got to her knees and he led out on the bed. Gemma still had her new little nude coloured g-string on. I couldn’t be...lieve what I was seeing as she arched over and began ’going-down’ on him - even though he’d just had his dick in her pussy! It felt really strange spying on my missus, but it was also such a big turn-on too!I gradually became more confident and inched myself further around the corner towards the bed. I was almost right behind Gemma and seeing her. I was absolutely steel hard erect and my knob was incredibly sensitive to the exquisite pleasure of the light touch of her tongue. After a couple of minutes of that the took my whole cock head into her mouth so her lips were just below my corona ridge where my knob meets my shaft. She massaged my penis head with her lips and tongue. That was delicious and I was fighting not to cum straight away.Then Alison started rocking rhythmically backwards and forwards so her lips slid smoothly up and down. Monday could not come any faster. The field trip was boring. I kept thinking about Mrs. Hills all day. I had the house to myself. My Grand Mother left for the night. I gave her some Bingo money.About thirty minutes later I heard a knock at the door. I looked outside to see Mrs. Hills. She was wearing a big sweat shirt and some baggy pants. "Come on Mrs. Hills. I am glad you could make it. Follow me." I said. I took her down stairs to the basement. She looked around my big room. There were lots. She apologised profusely, hoping that she hadn’t hurt me, and explained that she had been scanning the freezers as she walked along and hadn’t looked up and seen me until after she had hit me with her trolley. She seemed very sweet, and blushed again when I joked that if she had knocked me over I would have expected her to brush me down. We chatted for a minute or two more and then moved on. We passed one another several times more and smiled and spoke each time. She was rather attractive and.