The waiters were down. I kept my hand on her thigh, she was wearing a saree. Then we started talking about the business. But my mind was somewhere els.... i slowly moved my other hand on her breast…..they were too big to hold..I started to press them and she was moaning…she slowly came to my ear and said “it’s been a long time”. I told her will go to the toilet… and she readily agreed..It looked like she was more desperate then me. I called the waiter and paid him 500 and said give us half an. ” I went on to tell her, “The way you described Jeremy in your e-mail sounds so much like I remember being, scared to death of girls, before Amber and I started dating. She was fantastic with me and that was almost twenty years ago. I know she’d be good for him.”Judy blushed just a little, apparently not quite sure how to ask, “And if they, you know,” She hesitated a bit, before I jumped in, knowing what she was trying to ask.“Whatever happens is fine with me. We’re open and honest with each. Lust that unleashed both our perversions. Her absolute need to be watched, especially by me while she's used by another man for his sexual pleasure, and my insatiable desire to see her ravaged by man that She's driven into a frenzy. I want him to use every hole she has, and then watch gallons of his sperm, slowly seeping from every one of Ann's holes. Well that's what happened last night. She and I have been talking about what happened last night, for a few hours now. It was so fucking hot,. It was all she could do not to beg Martin to allow the wonderful dog to fuck her then and there, but she knew that if she allowed Martin to move at his own speed, she would derive still more pleasure than if she allowed her whims to carry her.Her rational thought began slipping quickly from her mind as her body responded more and more to the skillful tonguing she was receiving. Martin's oral manipulations of her sex-inflamed, quivering vagina were beginning to drive her insane. Her cream- white.