I could see all that and was feeling too horny. I also inserted my fingers in her pussy along with my friend's finger and she immediately came. Later ... kept caressing her thighs while my friend fingered her pussy and sucked on her boobs. We drove for 20 more minutes before I dropped him at his place.That night, after going home, she took a bath and came out fresh with a small wrap around. I kissed her on her lips and pressed her boobs while she grabbed my cock from my pants. I switched off all. I would say she was slightly bigger than Kay in that department possibly hitting 32C. She noticed me looking and coyly smiled at me. I was very unsure what she was thinking but it soon became apparent when she spoke. ‘You looking at my tits?’ she stated rather than asked,‘Errrmmmm, No of course not I was just looking at you top’ I already knew this was poor but in her drunken state I had hoped it would pass as a credible answer.‘No definitely looking at my tits weren’t you!!!!’ ‘Well yes I was’. I really, really like it.”“And you have done it.”She nodded, her curls bouncing. “I have. And I want to do it again.”“Well, he’s still in there, isn’t he?”“But you’re the one I want right now,” she said. “He’s had his go. Now I want you. So get up off your miserable, forsaken, pitiful ass and come fuck your wife in front of her lover.”“You want him to watch, do you? Why?”“Because,” she whispered close to his ear, “I want him to see what I’m like when I’m fucking the man I love, and to yearn to. The crazy women left a sweater dress for Joe. He lookedvery good in it.Joe wanted to rid himself of these clothes but the exchange rate wasscrewed up for whatever reason Obama contrived to support the yen anddevalue the dollar. Everything was too expensive. While no one seemed tonotice Joe, he became more comfortable in his presumed roll. Dan wasstill scared of cutting Joe loose with his skin always at risk in his bidfor freedom. Even his saint Bernard with dreadlocks pulling at her peltDan.