She could smell her perfume and hear the rustle of her skirt as she shifted her weight from one Italian stiletto to the other. Level ten… Thoughts...raced through Amy’s mind, possibilities: she could tap Marsha on the shoulder, boldly present herself and see where it led. She could cough to get her attention, bat her eyelashes and throw her a winning smile… or not. Amy tightened her grip on the rail as the lift continued to accelerate. Her heart raced dangerously fast and her stomach churned.. Connie then faced my wife and straddled her head…. Placing her crotch over my wife’s mouth. I could then just make out my wife’s tongue as it lapped at Connie’s cum-filled pussy. Connie held my wife’s head against her as she lapped, licked and cleaned her sloppy pussy. It’s then that my wife’s actual words broke the silence:“Look how hard you are right now?” my wife asked out loud. “and do you remember kissing me that night, after I got home? It was not just Connie’s cum on my lips, but it was. More

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