It seemed as if they’d forgotten that she was even in the room, watching mesmerized by the blowjob, aroused by it but pained to realize that this was her husband and another woman, and she was no part of it.
It brought her back down to earth, away from the anger, the spite, her own revenge, into the midst of her burning shame.
Just as Loren had done when he was ready for the finish, Patrick pushed Ally’s talented mouth from his prick and rose from his chair, the erection bobbing slick and wet before his wife’s voyeruing eyes. Ally was over the front of his desk without ordering her there, raising her skirt and wiggling her ass. “Ooo, yes, stuff it in me, master!” Her throaty cries lifted into the air.
Patrick ran his fingers through Ally’s spiky blonde hair in what looked like a loving
