She was squirming from his big tongue swirling around her slit and lapping up her juices from the previous orgasm. I joined them on the bed motioning ...for Anthony to move so I could fuck her. He quickly moved away from her pussy revealing his black beard drenched with pussy juice. I wasted no time and buried my hard cock balls deep in her hole. Anthony straddled her chest and began fucking her tits. His dick would come in contact with her mouth on his forward thrusts. This was getting hot and I. While hopping on one foot, pullingup his shorts he dropped his muddy clothes in the laundry sink.Mary started her son's bath, sad that Peter had a point. Paul wasgrowing up and was getting too old for her to baby like she used to.Reaching for the Mr. Bubbles bottle, she was surprised when it feltempty. Had Paul used it all up and not told her she wondered. But thatdidn't feel right. Suspicious she tried to open the bottle and had herintuition confirmed when she found she couldn't open the. The owner was an associate of an old friend of mine and I was told nothing but good could come of me taking this job. Everything seemed perfect and my life was right on track.The job entailed working long hours at first. It was in an industry that I was unfamiliar with, though the work itself was for the most part second nature. My boss was the biggest workaholic I had ever met. John seemingly never left the office. This company was his baby and he was utterly determined to make it work. I was also wearing a bridal veil and had “L” plates attached to the front and back of me. As we went from bar to bar the tipsier we all became and the braver the men were who approached us and flirted with us. The number of guys telling me my husband to be was a lucky man was a real ego boost as were the number of offers of a last fling before walking down the aisle. Although I was polite and flirted back a little I had no intention of cheating on Rob. I loved him and had always been a one man.