Her breasts, while not as tight as Ginny’s, were large and still quite firm. He was also surprised to see that her pubic hair was completely shaved....��Ginny, stand up,” Ginny obeyed and Molly pointed her wand at her. “You need to dress appropriately for your man! Your job is to serve him and while your body may be attractive on its own, you can always use some help.” She waved her wand and Ginny found herself wearing a form-fitting latex suit. The suit had holes that allowed her breasts to hang. You wonder if I was hung like that. I finish chopping and come over and sit next to you and your husband wiping of the sweat with a hand towel. I pull the thermocol box nearby and offer the two of you some drinks. Its scotch and ice. We start chatting and drinking. I notice your eye frequently staring at my crotch. Your husband notices it too. I pour you another stiff drink. Suddenly your husband suggests that we play strip poker. “No..” you say, blushing. “oh come on dear you never lose, so. "What, how, did you see, I mean I was...I didnt, I I I" my mind was racing and I was trying desparately to come up with something to tell her so she wouldn't know what was going on"Why would you go over there at 2am?" We, I mean I....I mean...."Julie started pressing the issue "Why are you so nervous, what is making you so weird all of a sudden, I won't tell anybody, what's going on"I sat there, looking straight down at the floor, unable to make eye contact as the older girl continued her. I'm such a dirty cum addict "I always make sure I have a big load for you're wife". I'm happy to say that as usual he didn't disappoint me and my wife had no problem squeezing her fat ass in her tiny spandex shorts before we left. I watched her walking up to his front door with her ass cheeks peeking out of her shorts so excited. We walked in and went to his living room "you guys love having me dress like a whore don't you" we both went to sit on the couch "sit across from each other so you get.