Criscola? I did what you asked me to do! Why are you so angry with me?”Seething, she glared up at him. "Yes, Victor! You DID the assignment all ...ight, but you obviously didn't learn a Goddamn thing, you sick little bastard,” she said while turning the book around so that he could see the last few paragraphs on the last page. “Here! Read these aloud to me,” she said, but changed her mind quickly. “No, wait! Don't read them aloud! I refuse to hear such filth from the mouth of a naughty. He’s texted. He’s on the way…”’It wasn’t much of a gamble. He was her friend, someone we liked and respected, and was good company. But we weren’t sure anything would happen. Or even if we’d want it to. After an enjoyable evening, and perhaps sensing a moment alone was needed, our friend went to the toilet. We looked at each other. We both knew what the other was thinking. She grinned the grin that says “Can we?”. By the time he came back downstairs, she was kneeling over me on the couch,. Even the outline of her trimmed little pussy hair and pouty little pussy lips could be seen through the sheer material.After taking plenty of photos of my sexy wife, she said, "Let's go back to the room, Dear, for some afternoon delight."My dick was already hard from seeing my wife half-naked in public. The black waiter was still there as we passed him going back to our room. He had turned over on his back and my wife gasped when she saw his huge semi-erect manhood. John's half-rigid black cock. Thinking about how the evening was going to go. A glance at his watch told him the time. Everything was going according to plan.When he knocked on the door there was a voice on the other side. “One moment.”“No - don’t open it yet - make him wait!” He could hear Alice shouting at her sister.“But he is already here.” The door swung open and Rain was there. Ryan felt his heart stop for a moment. She was dressed in a one-piece cheongsam; the blue silk fabric, darker than her light blue hair,.