I'm terribly excited and getting close to splattering her, then she stops. As Dwayne slid up into her, he filled her deeper than I could, she resisted..., he felt that but she kept repeating "More, more, more" having forgotten me completely. I backed off the bed and decided to watch. My focus was on my wife's facial expressions, I've never seen her look like this, head up, because Dwayne was pulling her hair hard, eyes shut, mouth agape and breathing hard, between her repeating "More". This went. Again as he came up, she dropped back onto the bed and opened her legs to show me her neatly trimmed black haired cunt, I stuck my cock in it and fucked her, she screamed and cried as I took my revenge time and time again, fucking every orifice Maria was showing signs of recovery, the girl had put her sweater back on but not her knickers, she had two loads of my spunk inside her and she was dripping, I gave Maria some water, she could not remember anything, she came around fairly quickly and I. The foreman, an older Hispanic man named Carlos, often was in the offices and talking to everyone. My dad seemed okay with him, perhaps partly because he had known Carlos for almost 15 years, and Carlos had even been over to our house a few times when I was little. One day on my lunch, I decided to take a walk outside. As I was walking around one side of the building, I saw a group of the Hispanic guys out talking and smoking. I recognized one of them as Carlos son Caesar. He was just a couple. He walked up to her and and slapped her backside hard. "Get the tea on girl then come and sit down."Lesley strangely perked up. After the humiliation of yesterday wat could be worse, today. Silly girl!!! She put the teapot on the table and pored 3 cups. "Now Lesley, Peter here lost his wife last year and he's been a bit lonely. I was wondering if you might be able to help him in some way..... I'd be ever so grateful."Lesley didn't get what he was suggesting. She had misinterpreted his meaning.