Oh ja I told him to call me when he left so I could suprise the wife while she was still in her pj's and like a real sport he did ofcourse I knew wher...e all the cameras where so I was aware of wat I should and should not do cause if I were to fuck her I didn't want it ito end.since I f he found out there would problems between them and it would indirectly effect me and my sexual desires as well as his wifes.So I rang the bell acted like normal asking for her hubby and she told me he just left. Once she had inhaled, she continued her deep-throated moan, and now her body was quivering.She rocked lightly from side to side in my arms, and started shaking her head, as if she were dancing to loud, fast music. Her body was now shaking, and she started breathing hard, like very heavy panting, long, slow deep breathes in then out.This went on for minutes, although I absolutely lost track of time, her orgasm not peaking, but sustained and apparently all consuming.I was beginning to get. Her breasts fluttered free of the fabric casing, her nipples erect and begging to be licked. I pushed her onto the bed and started laying light kisses from her chin to her nipple, licking and sucking the little piece of flesh as she squirmed with delight under me. She was moaning now, deep, instinctual. Somehow I was pleased with myself, savoring the orgasms to come. I kissed down her belly button and was met with her exposed, pulsing, swollen, drenched clit. She smelled like what I would. I walked to my boss’ desk and bent over it. The skirt was tight enough to stay up around my waist for the walk and as I bent over. Mr. Shaver sat up in his chair and stroked the curve of my ass. I kept my eyes forward, trying to keep an expression off my face while meeting the eyes of Mr. Shaver’s young son. He looked both embarrassed and aroused, his cheeks flushing and hair starting to cling damply to his forehead.“Have you ever touched a pussy, Travis?” Mr. Shaver asked his son while.