Snead, “she said with a pleasant smile “Here is the cover stock and markers you requested.” She placed the boxes down. “Can you sign this rece...ipt for me? I don’t want Ms. Pope breathing down my neck.”I told her of course, that wouldn’t be a problem. I offered a moment of rest and pulled out a seat for her. She kindly accepted with relief. As I signed the receipt I asked her how her day had been.“It’s been busy, nothing bad just very busy. Everyone’s supplies came in today; I wanted to get yours. I grabbed Michael by the hand, led him to our bedroom, ripped off his clothe and started kissing him while grabbing his already stiff cock. I dropped to my knees and took him into my mouth, remembering she was the reason this cock was so stiff. This dick in my mouth was the same cock my daughter was grinding against, the same cock that made her and the same cock that could be fucking her tight little pussy if I had shown up a few minutes later. As I continued sucking his cock, he started. Probably out of sight in the glove compartment until you need to use it. Okay?” “Right,” I said, unable to figure out what it might be. “Shall I open it now.” “No.” Shakes of her head set the gold hoops rocking. “When you get home, perhaps in your car. Anyway, hope you like it. Now be off with you. Send me a message when you’ve arrived safely. I’ll be up quite late tonight.” When I’d parked the Volvo in the garage, I’d sent a text to confirm I was safe and that I would e-mail later tonight. Now. I get off the bed and step into the wardrobe. Through the louvred slats I have a perfect view of the bed. Mark walks into the room and seeing my wife tied to the bed he immediately strips off. Soon he is standing there in just a pair of my wife's sheer pantyhose that I had given him and told him to wear. I have told him to expect a nice surprise when he arrived and to do anything he thought I would do. Without any hesitation he gets on the bed and notices the fresh cum on her bum. He lowers his.