I accept without any hesitation. My husband is out of town, so he will not be looking for me at home this evening. He places his arm around me and l...ads me to his car. I believe even if my mind told me not to do this I could not obey. He has this dominance over me that is comforting. The strength in his touch gives me security. As he places me in the car, I am without thought. He already has me in his control I just don’t realize it. As he drives he explains further the lifestyle of a. Grinding on his toungue thinkin of the nastything i just made him do i explode grinding on his face so hard i can feel my juices everywhereas i sit up a lil he gasps for a breath and goes rite for my sensitive clit making my unable to holdmyself up but putting me in a parfect place to tease some more so i take advantage and run my toungueup the shaft of his cock makin lil cyrcles and flicking my toungue over the head of his cock... i abruply get up and sit between his legs put my hands back. Later he was playing poker machines, I was bored so I started flirting with a couple of his mates, I was tipsy, because I don't drink much, touching them, spreading my legs a little too wide, I was wearing a brown suede skirt, and stay up black stockings, and pumps. I could see he was getting pissed off, so first chance I got, I grabbed his cock, stroked it through his jeans, gave it a little squeeze, and whispered in his ear, that I couldn't wait to get home and suck it. we left pretty quick. Karan was already so hard from watching all this.Then she removed the dress over her head and threw it a Karan’s face. For a few seconds he could not see anything.Kavya stood there wearing a beautiful red corset. Her boobs were peaking out from the corset. Below she wore a black panty which was covered by a garter belt. Her black stockings were held up by the clips from the garter. She still had her stilettos on. She slowly turned around to show him her back and hips.It was a thong that she was.