The naughty thing was that I told my boss my husband would never know, that it was our secret.Andy and I now had a daily meeting scheduled for 2:30. M...st days it was a quick suck and fuck and then back to work. One day we got a little carried away.I went into his office at 2:30 and he was on the phone. He motioned me in quietly and I shut the door behind me. After listening for a few seconds, it was clear he was talking to his wife. He was telling her something about how he just still needed. I tossed the backpack Becky had prepared on my back and we walked downstairs. We got on our snowshoes and pushed outside. It took 20 minutes to walk 150 yards. It was -21 degrees plus the wind chill, the wind was blowing 25-30 mph. We got in to the house, out of our clothes, and in to our pj’s. Becky crumpled newspaper while I got wood from the garage. We got a fire going and then laid out in front of it on a thick carpet under a blanket, with some pillows. We both quickly fell asleep, we were. The next day I took my laptop into my room and turned up the volume really load and started to watch a mature woman doing a guy. This time I was naked and jacking off slowly, I didn't want to cum until she came in the room, if she would at all. I heard he open her bedroom door witch was next to our room and she pecked her head in and called my name. I just said hi mom come on in. She hesitated at first and then she walked in. I started looking her over, her big tits hanging down and her nipples. I did as she instructed and began to strip, when I pulled my boxers down my erection sprang out like a steel rod, she gasped, I couldn’t blame her 11 inches was pretty big. So there we were standing next to the car on the side of the highway. I started to say something when she pushed me down to the ground. She stood over me and lowered her waiting cunt to my mouth, god what juices; I explored every bit of her delicious pussy as my hands played with her breasts. I made her cum after cum for.
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Except the woman in front of him, stepping out of her panties, was the wife of his boss. “What's this?" he blustered. "What's the point of it all?"
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