" I answered.I continued to watch as Mr. Thompson slowly worked more and more of his cock deeper into my wife. Even from my awkward angle, I was able ...to see his cock pushing deeper into her inch by inch. Joyce was moaning now and telling him how thick his cock was and how much it was stretching her, and all the while Mr. Thompson was working more and more of his now hard thick long cock into her. "Barry, your wife's pussy is so tight around me cock! Can you see my cock disappearing deeper into. I’d give you a hug but I don’t want to spoil your nice clothes with my greasy gear.’ I was glad about not getting a hug because I didn’t want to start my stay with broken ribs. ‘Daisy,’ Greta said, ‘would you hold the fort for half an hour, I’ve got to take Ster up to the house and get him settled?’ Daisy shrugged rather pretty shoulders (shame about the voice) and said, ‘Suppose.’ ‘And if Punchy McLean comes in for his car tell him it’s done but I haven’t worked out the bill yet, so I’ll put. With our bellies overfilled and smiles on our faces, the guys migrated to the den to watch the Cowboys play.Of course, my Cowboys have been struggling of late and they needed this win. Most of the prognosticators on the pre-game shows had picked the Cowboys to win at home since the Eagles had lost their starting quarterback due to a season ending injury. But no one bothered to consult with the Eagles before making their picks.The Eagles tore them apart and literally embarrassed them on their. The radar said we were literally feet away from the target. It led us to her closet. “Sarah, would you mind doing the honors? I already feel bad enough about this.”“Of course,” she said. I stood in the doorway of the closet while she sorted through the clothes, testing the radar. She held up one of the bras. “Do you see this bra? Look how enormous it is!” She held up a bra, and one of the cups was about as wide as she was, if not wider. “I could probably sleep in this thing!” I didn’t know how.