“Maybe.”“Didn’t you say your cousin owned that place.”“He’s a distant cousin.” He shrugged and shifted to a brilliant grin. “Besides...this club has dancing.”When he pulled his beater car to a halt in the parking lot and I unfolded myself out of it, I gave him a sidelong glance. “A salsa club? Isn’t that Cuban?”“This place is loaded with very hot chicks wearing very little clothes. I’d come here if it was a waltz club.” He squinted at me. “You do know how to dance, don’t you?”“Yes. I can do the. The pain was so intense it was as if a bright light was shone into my eyes. The blackness of the dark room was instantly replaced with blinding white.His assault was relentless. No sooner did I feel his pubic hair pressed against my ass cheeks until he withdrew his cock all the way until nothing but the bulbous head remained inside me. I could feel it latched into my virgin hole pulling it outwards as he swivelled his hips back. Then just a suddenly as he'd withdrawn it he slammed it back. I was dressed in my sari.The door bell ringed and I found my husband very very happy on the door."It's time to celebrate!" He told me. I knew that he was working hard on a project and he might have got it."We got the project. I received this information just before leaving the office." He told me.I understood that what means celebrate to him. He does not enjoy any other celebration other than to celebrate with my sexy body. And to be very frank and to be very honest, I too like the same. This. Ashlynn was wearing some nice, new satin high-cut panties in a dark green color, along with a matching bra. “Wanted to show off a bit of what I bought with your ‘help.” She said quietly, and with a sexy little evil grinAshlynn helped me out of my pants, and I peeled off my shirt, enjoying the way she stroked my cock as I did so. Turning around, Ashlynn lowered herself so she was sitting on my lap and, leaning forward, she placed a hand on both of my legs just above the knee, and wiggled her.