Shirley teaches at a local school, and helps her husband on the weekends. She is a sleek African goddess, smooth, creamy black skin, luscious hair, a ...eadly houglass figure, and enough tone in her well-curved booty to bounce quarters. Both of them are well spoken, hard working people, excellent neighbors and good friends of ours since they moved in a couple years ago. I always need to keep a strict no-drooling rule when they come over. I am sure that if I ever got lost in watching the top of. She winked again (she has a GREAT wink), then reached up to unbutton the remaining buttons. Stopping her strokes for a moment, she pulled the blouse off (faster than she'd taken off the jacket). She then all but ripped off the bra. Out fell very well-shaped, slightly firm (remember-she's 47) breasts. Back went her hand to stroke her pussy - this time, INSIDE the crotch of her panties! I asked her to stroke one of her breasts, and she did without hesitation.Within a few moments, as I felt more. "I'm sorry but I think you are wrong." I am not wrong," the tearful young lady snapped. "And if you..." Greg," the voice of his father boomed and he entered the kitchen. "Greg. Your mother and I have been talking. We think we need to tell the school and the Police and..." Please," Fiona cried and wiped her eyes. "Just please don't. I don't want to involve them. I just want to get away from that place and just have a day or two without ... those despicable bastards." Greg gulped and glanced over. The tables had fine white linen table cloths that reached the floor on all sides. Everything was going well until the main course was served. When the waitress left our table, I heard a noise that sounded like a shoe had hit a leg of our table.From under the table, I felt a bare female foot roughly push my knees apart. Once they were far enough away from each other, her foot went for her intended target. That foot began to gently massage my crotch while Bonnie's dark blue eyes stared into mine.