When she came over to the house, she always managed to engineer it so that I could have a quick grope of her stocking tops, boobs or arse. Very occasi...nally we were alone long enough for a knee-trembler or for her to give me a quick blow-job, or for me to finger her saturated pussy.There were further meetings in the multi-storey, where I would lean over and flick my tongue against Mrs Hotter’s clit while she looked at pictures in magazines. Sometimes we would make a trip to the little toilet.. That bitch, Jasmine, probably tattled on them. As soon as the manager finds the head bouncer, he's going to go bust them if they're having sex."I was torn between getting my wife out of there and the thought of getting caught in there with them. Duty to my wife finally won out, and I hastily snuck to the restroom to warn them.They were in the larger of the two stalls, and my heart nearly stopped when I pulled the stall door open. My wife was completely naked. Michael was behind her, holding. "We sit together, quiet, listening, but there's no sound apart from the sounds of nature. You lean towards me, and as we look into each other's eyes, the longing within each of us desires release, and our lips meet, gently tasting the other. We part, but as we do, we know that we need more, this time, our lips meet and our tongues touch, exploring, tasting, deeply. You feel a gentle tingling growing through your body, as we embrace, your breasts becoming more tender, alert, and between your. "Or I could just tell you mother your trying to blackmail me." Aurora responded coolly. "Oh I don’t think you'll do that," Tony said rubbing his finger tips along her bare arm. "You see if you tell her then I'll do the same to her." He said simply. "You are a filthy little pervert." Aurora spat at him. "Yes, perhaps I am." He said with a smirk then ripped the towel off of her. "Then again so are you." He growled seductively. "I am adult; you’re just a little boy. Now give me the towel." Aurora.