I watched and didn’t dare touch my own cock as watching my wife being such a whore was turning me on so much I would have ejaculated with a single t...ouch. The gray haired man grunted and finally emptied his balls into his condom. The younger man thought it was his turn but Dianne was ready for a break and a drink. By now she was just in her stockings and she didn’t bother dressing as we made our way to the kitchen. She chatted with a couple of men in the kitchen. Totally oblivious to the fact. He had been close enough to hear Linda's words and was about to put an end to what to all outward appearances was a lovers tiff. Linda must have seen he was there when she spoke which explained why she had spoken so loudly, I was going to have a few things to say to my little sister when she'd sobered up."Here now Peter," he announced his arrival, "that's no way to treat a beautiful young lady. Tell her you're sorry and that you love her." I'm sorry Linda." I sighed resignedly, "I do love you,. Her plan had worked! As the minutes went by she imagined him downstairs working his 8" cock between his hands until a thick stream of cum was ejaculated on to the rim of her glass. She could also picture him rubbing his thick, purple dome over it and squeezing his shaft until every drop was deposited ready for her to devour.When Ann's colleague returned with the drinks, she was shocked by the site of her glass. The top half was entirely covered in his hot sticky mess, giving it an almost. You knew he had some gadgets to do that, didn’t you?’ Oh, I certainly did. In fact, I was the one who found them in the ceiling above his office during one of the debugging sweeps I had done for Wilson. Of course, since Frank was a former client, it would have been unethical to divulge that to her. ‘What kind of gadgets?’ I asked with my best angelic innocence. ‘I don’t know. He never showed them to me. He just said he had found them in his office one day. When I asked why he didn’t turn them.