O’Shay at work. He is my boss and not badlooking.” Realizing her hand had slipped between her legs, shesighed. She went upstairs to find h...er vibrators, hopingshe could get some relief before going back to work.Becky thought about her mother for the entire fifteenminute drive to the Johnson’s house. When Becky’s fatherdied, her mother seemed to withdraw into a hole, pullingher little world in around her. Becky knew her parentshad enjoyed sex. She had watched them more. Your prick was too long she replied. Curious at this we examined the offending shaft and finally saw that my prick had grown at least a thumb length (2.5") longer than it was. My wife not wishing to be harpooned by this monster decided she would ride the shaft. I lay back as she lowered her now dripping cunt down unto this trunk. It slipped slowly into the hole and she moaned as it entered her ever receptive pussy. Slowly at first she tested the depths to which this monster of a shaft wold. ‘Nope,’ she said, her smile growing. He looked at her a little confused for a second. Who else would have a car she could borrow? ‘I really give up, I have no idea,’ he said, removing his hand from hers and wrapping it around her shoulders instead. The elevator door opened and they let the passengers off before they boarded. Once inside she pushed the button for the correct floor and they were on their way. ‘You give up too easily. I’m sure you would have guessed sooner or later,’ she tried. We continue talking about nothing much, that is when I think that maybe she's looking for more than small talk. So I change the conversation to more of a sexual note. She tells me that her hubby just doesn't satisfy her needs and that she usually makes herself come using her fingers and a small vibrator. We both need another drink so I get us each one again, hand hers to her and kiss her deeply making it longer and I linger as our tongues now touch swirling, dancing i slowly pull away and now.