And that hand, or under-palm of Paresh, was still idly lying on Srilekha’s right breast-dome.The sight instantly aroused him and he rushed to his ba...hroom. Little later, stepping out from bathroom into his bedroom, he tiptoed to his wife’s bed-edge or her side, and having little leaned forward unto her, Sanjay reached his one hand out to that of Paresh, or placed his palm on Paresh’s, and started slowly and mildly ramming Paresh’s palm over that breast of Srilekha in a ‘push-and-release’ motion. My saliva is all over her cheeks. "Harder Roger, smack her harder, she has been a bad girl" I order him."You want this cock you whore?" I ask her."Mmmhmm," she manages to mumble. "Haha, well too bad!" I tell her. I reach down and twist her nipples - they are so hard. I can tell that she is getting very horny. I keep twisting and pulling them until they turn red and she is breathing heavy."Oh look my dear Roger, I think she is getting all wet." Smack - again, I hit her pussy with the crop.I turn. The bags containing the things they'd bought meanwhile were arranged neatly at their feet.Ruth looked at the bags ruefully. "Given how little money we had, who would have thought we could have bought so much stuff?" I'm an expert shopper - what can I say?" her sister replied with a little grin, the pride evident. "I know how to get the biggest bang for my buck." Hard to argue with, I guess," Ruth chuckled.Kristen slumped back a little on the bench, wishing it had been given even a little. " She answered while playing with his erection. "Yes. I started thinking about you when Mike told me about your alpha personality and your big cock. I thought about you in tight jeans like you had in some of the pictures Mike showed me. When I picked you up at the airport the first thing I noticed was you wearing jeans. I thought more about my fantasy. When you were loading your suitcase I looked down and saw the outline of your cock. It looked nice and big. You could probably tell I was.