I'd get so hot looking at myself in the mirror... i'd look cheap, like a corner slut, but it would feel soooo good...He'd show me around his house the..., letting me get used to the heels, letting me get used to feeling like a true slut. As we walked and talked, he'd keep giving me bottles of water. I wouldn't ask why, I'd just take them and drink each one down until it was empty, then accept the next, and the next. We'd finally end up in the living room again, which has big picture windows that. I stole glances at them while they worked, always seeing him ogling her hard nipples, but he never seemed to notice my gaze. At one point, Susan was showing him something in a book and he scooted next to her and I had to look twice as I couldn't believe that my wife's hand was on his thigh. He seemed to have a hard time concentrating and it wasn't hard to figure out why as I saw Susan's hand on his lap, slowly moving back and forth. My own wife was feeling a guy's cock right in our own dining. More

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