The crotch was soaked with a big circle of wetness and the amazing part was that she was not wearing panties. She stood there next to us, her untrimme... black bush right near our eye level as she reached across and pulled off her top.Troy's cock was still firmly inside me and hard as only a sixteen-year old guy can be as we watched his mother pull her bra off her large breasts which must have been DD's crowned with large brown nipples which stood out from her breasts. They didn't sag much, just. I was positive with the grinding that was going on the dance floor that Melissa could feel Ali’s cock getting hard. I also felt that she could feel the size of it and that was part of the reason that she wanted to feel more of it against her on the dance floor. I could also tell that Melissa was a bit aroused by everything that has just happened on the dance floor. She came back to the booth, kissed me and just smiled. Ali smiled, said you have a lovely wife and excused himself to the restroom.. She laughed and asked me to call her late tonight and tell her nasty things so she could get a good cum. I did.In one weeks time I had sold my house, boxed everything up and was moving back to L. A.. My wife was shipped to a mortuary in L. A. and I had almost settled with the insurance companies. The $500K life insurance paid fast. The $200K auto policy paid second fast. The truck company whose truck jack-knifed was trying to offer $1M but my lawyer wanted more money. I was moving out of state. "Tell me, John, how are the fashionable ladies of London wearing their hair this year?" I confessed I had not been to London, and that the last place of any size that I had been was Bordeaux."Well, how did the ladies of Bordeaux wear their hair when you were there?" I thought back to the last time I had seen Yvette; it was after she had given me a farewell fellatio. Her hair was disarrayed and coated in my semen, but I forbore to tell Susannah that, and just said."Err, in the French fashion,.