He pressed in to me and yes he was growing. The taste of lube and arse diminished as I sucked but his remaining juices were flooding my mouth to my ev...er growing excitement and I moaned in lustful appreciation of his gift.”That’s right faggot I produce a lot of juice, that’s why my wife doesn’t suck so get it down your gullet and save her from being ****d tonight!”Now I was excited, a public service and a faggots dream!He clearly enjoyed face fucking and he slowly fed me his entire cock as I. Oh god she had already wet through the crotch. No it would have to wait until she got home, these panties were not going to last long. Wriggling into her new Capri pants over the ones to be stolen, she gathered up the other three pairs, pocketing the disposable ones. (They might come in useful later, and she liked the idea that the assistant had handed them to her in anticipation of how wet she might get when trying them on).Blushing as she passed the sales girl with the three for two in her. Bringing you coffee is one thing, but yelling at you to get your lazy ass out of bed is strictly a wife’s prerogative. When and why does she get here on Saturday?”“Saturday? It’s Saturday? She doesn’t come in on Saturday. What am I doing out of bed?” Elizabeth had begun undressing on the other side of the big bed.“I don’t know. I expected you to be in bed when I got undressed.” I jumped back in bed and Elizabeth handed me the coffee while she continued disrobing. I took a long sip as my wife. I was hard all morning. She kept teasing me. On a crowded elevator she stood in front of me and subtly leaned back and pressed the crack of her ass against my cock. Just before the doors opened, she surreptitiously reached back and ran her hand up the shaft of my hard cock. Later, she leaned over a co-worker's desk as I walked by, her skirt riding so high I could almost see those tight, sexy panties, as her perfect ass pointed right at me. I wanted to push her dress up and fuck her over the.