And then I could feel her tense a bit, nothing overtly noticeable, in fact if I had not been a masseuse I may not have noticed the change. I was used...to feeling changes in the body as I worked and this change told me she was going to cum. I continued exploring her slit first avoiding her clit and then suddenly and unexpectedly finding it again. She arched her back and closed her legs and I knew she was going to cum all over my hand.I looked at her feet, her toes were curled down towards the. "No buts! Go change." His tone of voice was calm but laced with his trade marked subtle severity.Selena did as she was told, quickly hurrying up stairs to find some suitable clothes. Allan, with nobody to watch him, made no effort not to look away from her shapely posterior. Allan took a moment to ponder her feminine charms. Selena had a simple personality, she wasn't exactly dumb just very uncomplicated. She was happy answering phones, she was happy with her husband long haul trucking, and she. The distinction is really unimportant at this point. Still, it didn't escape my attention that she never really answered my question. She didn't attempt to deny that she married me only so that she'd have someone to provide for her.I shook my head and quietly said, "Get out."I got out and locked the car. I ordered her to walk in front of me. I'm anxious to see how her outfit behaves.As we crossed the parking lot the breezes were starting to play with her clothes. I saw her reach down and hold. As permission was granted, Marcos embraced her while dancing and slowly would hug her more until Raquel began to feel a bulge slowly growing against her thighs. Embarrassed, she no longer wished to dance. She got back to her table and continued to drink a beer, until spotted her husband dozing in a sofa... too much alcohol. Party should be over, she thought, and began to collect glasses; jars and bottles, and then bring them to the kitchen. Marcos followed her into the kitchen where she had.