We sat well back, away from the windows. The only waiter was a tall dreamy looking lad in his late teens. He seemed pleased to have customers, and I c...uld tell that he thought Sarah, in her new dress, wig, and sunglasses, was rather glam. Pity, I didn't want anyone paying attention to her. Too late. He was trying to make conversation, and Sarah responded with a slightly flirty friendliness that made him almost purr with pleasure. Well, we were in the middle of nowhere, and apart from the. I reached around and cupped those heavy breasts in my hands, savouring them for a moment under my touch. I slipped my hands from them and ran my fingers over her hips. The touch of my fingers on her black garter and the nylon stockings was like electricity. My cock hardening even more- to the point where it was uncomfortable. I unzipped my trousers- freeing my erect cock as I dropped the trousers and my underwear past my knees. She went to turn, stealing a glance at my erection. She let. “Helo mera naam juhi hai umar 27 saal hai mera ek beta hai mera kad 5 feet 5 inch figur 36 30 38 ghar mai rehne se kulhe thode badgaye hai par uah mujhe sexy look hi dete hai rang goora aur dikhne mai bhi achhi hu mujhe apne boobs bahut sex lagte hai mere hubbi irfan ka under garment ka bussines hai ham dono kaffi sexy hai jab bhi moka milat hai ham chudai karne mai nahi chukate. Irfan jab bhi shop par koi naya bikni set aata hai pahle mujhe pehna kar trail lete hai trail to kiy bas mere. She wore six inch blood red high heels, the black tight bodice, pushing up her creamy white breasts. The black silk stockings and suspender belt drawing men’s eyes to that white soft band of exposed thigh. The tiny, tight g-string, bulged with the softness of her shaved cunt. It was the usual, but it was an offering worthy of all the gods on earth. We looked in total disbelief, and each man would have traded his soul, and sold his family into slavery for the pleasure that her costume promised..