I could see Kate starting to boil, but I told her to finish her meal and she did, reluctantly.Finally, as we were sipping our coffee, Kate asked, "Sur..., and what do you have against the Irish?"The man looked at her and said, "They come over here and work for nearly nothing. They take our jobs and eat our food. My brother lost his job on the railroad when they brought in a bunch of Micks to lay track." Well, my father never took a job from anyone. He was a farmer and he fed a lot of non-Irish as. But if you do, I'm ready. I'm always gonna be ready for you, sweetie."But of course I did something, right then and there. I reached over and caressed her hips and grabbed both her ass cheeks in each hand. They were soft, and smooth, and squeezed in my hands like fat water baloons. She bent over to give me a better grip on them."Mmmm, yeah, I was hoping you would wanna do something with me!"I kept one hand on her ass and undid my pants with the other. And when I started undressing, she had. ’ I panted. And my gaze dropped to my breasts and his fingers, holding them, teasing the hard nipples that looked like little dark pearls. I had never seen something that erotic and there seemed to be a direct connection from my nipples to my vagina, where I could feel the wetness caused by his demanding touch. „Oh yeah baby, like that…’ he whispered as I arched even more into his touch. My eyes closed and I seemed to have lost every will over my body. My skin felt like fire wherever he. «Боже, Саша, ты уже дома? Ну, наконец-то…». С этими словами она поднялась с мужчины, член которого, влажный от соков жены, выпал из её «пещерки» и теперь упруго торчал вверх. Пораженный увиденным, я стоял как истукан ни в силах сказать ни слова. «Я, пожалуй, оставлю вас…» - с этими словами жена проскользнула мимо меня, прошлепав босыми ногами в направлении ванной. Мы остались одни. «Боже, какой же он у него здоровый» - пронеслось у меня в голове. Член всё ещё стоял колом. Мужчина поймал мой.