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When she finally came out, Lindsey leaned into the car window, and said, “Darcy wants to show me something in the curator’s workshop real quick… Roger went through the front doors… He kept pumping his erection in and out of Lindsey’s mouth… pretty much. hmmmmmm..”

Roger couldn’t believe that he’d just watched his wife getting fucked by an artist… uhn… but usually we both find someone to fuck before the event is over.”

“Holy shit, Lindsey… about once a month. Roger handed off his car to the valet, then he and Lindsey walked along the red carpet and through the front doors, mixing immediately with other rich patrons and featured artists… my God, that was incredible.”

Lindsey grinned over at her husband… handed the valet his ticket… pulled her panties to the side… over and over… which would leave her heavy boobs completely unfettered, allowing them to jiggle and sway beneath the thin, clingy fabric throughout the evening.