My husband and I decided to go to a bar for a drink on a Saturday night.As usual, I dress very provocatively, with a very short and tight skirt that c...mes close to my big ass that shows the skin of my thighs above my suspender belt. My skirt is so short, that it goes up and shows the beginning of my big butt. And a top without a bra so tight that my big breasts could tear the stretched fabric to the maximum, making it almost transparent and very low-cut.I look in the mirror... I really look. You're both wheeling in a piece of luggage as you walk up to the front desk. My eyes keep shifting between your wife's ass, the floor, her thighs, the ceiling, her tits, her cleavage as I am trying so hard not to make it so obvious that I just want to lock myself into a lustful stare on any bit of visible flesh she has exposed.Your wife catches me staring. Shit!She returns an inquisitive 2-3 seconds of eye contact with me, a lifetime in this scenario. Her instinct/suspicion is that my. ”Senira moved towards me, “have you eaten?”I shook my head and Akara walked to the door and smiled, “you will need your strength.”Senira smirked as she looked after her, “or we will.”Akara laughed and I blushed as I realized what they were talking about. They pulled me out and we went to see the cook and ate. After we finished we walked to the horse corral and stood watching the horses while they told me about themselves. Finally Senira caught my hand and pulled, “we need your bed Gab.”I. I loved to see those swinging boobs and widely spread open ass cheeks of an uninhibited female searching for “Mister Goodbar” in all the wrong places.Still, her perky boobs and delicious ass brought back memories of my other younger sisters and their many intimate girlfriends in need of proper training in anal and oral pleasuring.Lena was extremely flexible in every way, but my Amy was so jealous of my sister that she hissed like a disturbed pussy cat whenever she was in the same room with my.