The Harper tag team...

My glorious wife stopped in front of the desk on which Masie was lying. Leaning in on me we kissed... no vehemently snogged... her tongue sliding into my mouth only provoking me to do the same.... it was.... beyond believe.

I laid my hands around her waist and let them wander higher and higher....

Raucous she grabbed them and led them to her breast. Togehter we got her globes out of her blouse I wrapped my hands around those babies peeling them slowly from her black silk bra.....

Wow what a gorgeous sight my Grace was.....

She leant in on me again and whispered into my ear: "Don´t dare to stop fucking the shit out of this little minge..."

Then I saw how she was opening the zipper on front of her tight shiny leather pants. Right in front of Masies face....

This was so surreal, as I entered the room it was like stepping into a porn-movie of some kind!

In order to not hesitate in front of this little harlot I strode to the desk. Leant in on my man and gave him a fierce kiss.... in fact kind of tongue fight.

Balthazar responded eagerly to my kiss and I felt his hands roaming my body. Yet impatiently I guided them to my heaving breasts, he understood and helped freeing them from my blouse finally I left him with peeling them from their "prison".

"Don´t dare to stop fucking the shit out of this little minge...." I hissed into Balthazars ear. I wanted him to use her. She was no longer human to me. She was a mere toy.... Inhaling her cheap perfume on him made me even more hell-bent to enact what just had popped to my mind:

I slided my hands to the zipper of my pants and opend it. In front of the face of my husbands fucktoy...

I saw directly into her eyes and smirked diabolically. Yes my little slut, soon you will be also my toy!

It was an eerie situation.... I could not run, nor could I fight. My boss was taking me like mad while his wife leant in on him making out like hell....

Never imagined that they both still had so much passion for each other. Yet I realized that he did not stop fucking me: What the fuck was going on....

Nearly tearing appart this expensive silk blouse they unveiled her titts and I had to admit that those knockers weren´t as impressive as my own yet still firm and in good shape... for this old hag this is!

She whispered something into his ear but being pressed down by his weight and his constant pounding I could not understand what it was.

Then my bosses wifey gave me a manic grin and following her eyes I came to look at her well manicured hands slowly sliding open her leather crotch in front of me...

Revealing her already partly soaked black silk thong....

My mind was buzzing that very moment with thoughts yet I couldn´t but watch and smell her....