I stared up at the ceiling, my round tits rising and falling. I licked my lips, soaked in sweet pussy juices.“Oh, my god, she almost caught us,” D...enise moaned.“Yeah,” I groaned. Then I shuddered. “Weeding? Fuck.”“Right?” she said. “Fuck.”I nodded. Mom would be on us to get it done. She would badger and badger and badger us until we went out there and did it. I sighed and sat up, my round tits heaving. My sister did the same, her brassy-brown hair falling about her face, her round tits firm and. I am a traveling salesman and I'm usually on the road two weeks out of every three. Steff was an executive secretary for a manufacturing firm and had been since our two kids got old enough to go to school. Because of my occupation and the many separations that it caused Steff and I had a fantastic love life. She was always so glad to see me come home and I was always so glad to be there that we never reached that point in our marriage where sex became "ho hum."It didn't hurt any that Steff. At this point, my nipples were hard and impossible to hide. I went to the counter and let the nice young cashier check me out. Check me out he did! He openly stared at my boobs and nipples pushing into the top. I made sure to keep my chest pushed out as he rang my purchases up. Joe loved the attention I was getting.We eventually finished our shopping and got lunch. We decided to take a nice run for the afternoon. I kept the same outfit on for the jog. I bounced, jiggled and flopped for about. I turned my petite little wifes pussy into a cavernous fucking pit. She became Shameless and would put anything into her worn out pussy. I became addicted to shoving bigger and bigger things into her and at one point had wine bottle in her pussy all day. I could actually feel the bottle through her stomach when it was inserted. Things just started getting crazier from there with her fantasies. It went from the typical tying up to hog-tie her tits until they turn purple. She even got to the.