You always look good too," James said, smiling. "Are my pants good?" Yes. Good to go, but I don't know if you want to try them on just in case," I sai...d, handing him his pants."That is probably a good idea. That way I won't have to hear my mom complain," he said, laughing. We both knew the bitch was going to complain no matter what."Where's the bathroom?" he asked."Down the hall to the right, sweetie," I said as I pointed to the bathroom door."I'll let you know how they are," he said.I sat on. She trembled as we walked through the store, pretending to be the perfect daughter while she kept whispering to me.“Just bend me over in the corner and fuck me, Daddy. No one will see us.” “Let's slip into the bathroom and you can fuck my brains out, Daddy.” “Just let me suck your cock hard and then you can fuck my butt for the first time.”I'd already done that, but she just didn't remember it.Now that we were home, she was frantic. As I pulled the truck into the garage, she battled to unbuckle. I jumped to the back of the car because I wanted to catch a glimpse of my friend cumming inside my wife. I pulled her dress back up and just as I did I saw Mario’s balls draw tightly against his shaft. His shaft began to throb wildly and my wife gave a loud gasp. Then white cum began to drool out of my wife’s pussy and running down Mario’s shaft to his balls. As he continued to push his horse cock into her I could see not only the thick veins covering his cock but streams of cum flowing down. Sharon was scrabbling through her bag and getting very flustered until Miss noticed and asked her to tell the class, in Italian, why she was disrupting it for everyone else. She went red, explaining that her homework was supposed to be in the bag …… but it wasn’t, if we followed her meaning. Carlotta said “Bring out your bag to the front, Sharon, and tip it all out on my desk.” Sharon went out and did as she had been told but there was no homework to be seen. Jim had become even more excited.