Janine explored inside Peggy’s dress, up her skirt and stroked the exposed skin of her thighs above her nylons. Peggy murmured into Janine’s mouth...as the caresses sent shivers through her body. Janine seductively stroked Peggy’s breasts and thighs. Peggy’s desire intensified as Janine stroked her pussy through her damp panties. Janine dropped to her knees and raised Peggy’s skirt pushing it up to her waist. Then she hooked her fingers into Peggy’s thong panty and slowly peeled it down her. His company afforded him a great umbrella for many different schemes, as long as he was careful not to get caught. When Jonas’ cell phone rang, he was not pleased to hear the story being told from the other end. The color drained from his face as he listened to the voice. ‘Mr. Sonheim, are you aware of the type of business that your name is very much tied to?’ Jonas gulped a mouthful of stale air. His mouth went dry. ‘Who is this?!’ ‘Never mind who this is for now. Suffice it to say that I. I see almost the entire length of your legs. I admire your muscular calves and firm well-toned thighs. Remembering my purpose, I crawl to your feet and grab the loose shoe. I wrap my hand around your calf and ask, ‘Can you lift your foot?’ Your body shifts as you turn your knees toward me and then remain still. I wonder why you hesitate, but I wait patiently. Slowly, carefully, you uncross your legs while I try to steal a peek into the dark cavern up your skirt. You pause again with your legs. While Ashok had been busy “researching” the sexy spreads, Mr. Batra was having his dick stroked by none other than Ashok’s wife Savita Bhabhi in the opposite room. He could still picture those lustful eyes as she made eye contact during the handjob, her soft hands working up and down like a pro while she kneeled naked in front of him, displaying her lovely breasts upon which her mangalsutra rested, which bounced occasionally as she jerked him off vigorously.Of course, it hadn’t stopped there..