But first you're going to tell me what happened with you and them little girls!" SLAP! It started hurting now, though I was so excited. I felt so horn...y. I put my hands between my legs and felt I was so wet down there. "Mr Clark, stop, I will tell you!" He picked me up from over the couch and turned me round and said "Good, go on then. Sit down, first take your bikini bra off. I need to see your tits!" I did what I was told and then sat down before him. He had a full view of me now, my naked. As I kneel up on the low console I have to spread my legs far apart to straddle some equipment this gives Carl a view of my young pussy with the inner folds opening up to his view and showing some dripping fluid. Unbeknownst to both of us I lean on the intercom button and turn on the ship wide com channel. He was so taken by the site of my delicate flower and perfectly shaped bottom that he never noticed the red transmit light on. The crew hears the intercom tone and all stop to wait for what. "Ah, I see. And how did your meeting with Marianne go?" she asked innocently enough, but I thought I detected a suppressed smile."Just fine," I replied. "We had a lovely dinner together in her apartment and watched TV for an hour or so. Then she gave me a tour of the new exercise facility. I believe Kevin had a hand in setting that up, didn't he?" I think I remember him saying something about installing some new equipment," she said, this time unable to suppress her grin. "Did you get to try. She lifts off his cock and turns; her saggy tits slapped against her chest as she held the shaft and positioned her wet and well-fucked cunt over the bulbous bell end. Mmmm she said as she sat back down on the fat 8 inches of meat. Leaning forward towards me, I could smell her liquored and fag breath, her tits hung as my husbands' hands played with them pinching the nipples. Him smiling, she leaning back, licking his face, rubbing her clit cumming over his cock. “Cum in me baby” she whispered,.