Gradually, I went back to using just my mouth, bobbing my head slowly up and down, sucking hard on every upstroke. ‘Hannah,’ he whispered, caressi...g my name with his voice, ‘I’m really close. I gonna cum hard, baby!’ I took him all the way into my throat one last time, then released him. Moving carefully, I mounted my husband again, and laid the full length of my body against his as his manhood filled me. My mouth locked over his and we moaned into each other mouths as he came. I felt the hot. My other hand clenches the table as the muscles in my pussy tighten around your fingers, pulsing. We decide that we aren’t all that hungry for food as we finish our wine, waiting for your hard throbbing cock to go down so you can stand up to leave. We leave the money on the table for what we ordered plus the waiters tip. We leave the restaurant and start walking down the street. We notice a little alley way barely lit and go down into it. Your back is to the brick wall of the building as we. It was nice and warm so she could sleep. Denzel went and got Marybeth from the bathroom. She had the thong, bra, robe and heels on. She had brushed her shoulder length brown hair and had made up her face. Denzel made her put more liner around her eyes to darken them up and she did. He then handed her a hoy looking red dress and she put it on. It covered her but not too much. The red was bright and the tight cut of the dress really accentuated her great figure. She was lead out to the window. ”“Wow, your wife looks so cute when she’s shy, isn’t she?” said Victor“Yes sir,” my husband said.“Ok, Suresh. In case you don’t know, I own this place. Can I show this place to you and this beauty in red saree?” he asked.“No, sir. I’m fine. I don’t like bars and clubs.”Victor turned towards me and asked, “Can you come, darling?”“Can I go?” I asked my husband.“Yeah sure, I’ll wait,” he said.I got up and we both walked. Within a few minutes, I understood he just wanted to talk to me privately..