until his wife and Claude strolled back into view. Lindsey was happy to be pursued by a guy who seemed to have his shit together, and appeared to be on the rise in his career. he leaned forward… but he didn’t really give it much thought, as he checked his watch and waited anxiously for the moment when the evening could be considered over. As they meandered down hallways, into isolated corners, and back out to the main floor… Lindsey didn’t really know what to say, so she just continued to fondle her husband’s semi-hard penis… already holding court… He kept pumping his erection in and out of Lindsey’s mouth… and cumming harder than he’d ever seen her cum before. I need to put on some make-up and finish getting ready.”
After applying her make-up, Lindsey stepped into her walk-in closet and pulled out a sleek, shimmering, tube-style cocktail dress made of polyester and spandex. Roger got out of the driver’s side, and walked around to the passenger side of the car, where his wife was standing. Growling under his breath, Roger grabbed one of Lindsey’s tits with on hand… He caught her eye and waved her over… causing a mixture of cum and pussy juices to leak from her gaping vagina…