She took the pic, but was gonna need to get his number later, and blushed a little at that- she'd done it with him twice now, and didn't even know his phone number!  It was crazy. They stood up together, one hand on her phone, one hand still on his cock, and she giggled when he said she wouldn't be able to walk. That was just silly- because she was already gonna walk a little funny into the house.<br/><br/>As he kept playing with her tits she let out another little moan, offering her neck for him to kiss on while he claimed ownership. That may not be true, but after this latest tryst she knew her husband definitely didn't. Checking his latest message she rolled her eyes, and held up the phone for Mark to read.  "He's not gonna be home until tomorrow afternoon," she told him, "Anything I should let him know?"  She laughed and squatted down (OMG, how much of him was in her? More oozed out) and scooped up her clothes, then jerked her head towards the door, digging in her purse as she stumbled up the walk to the porch.