Salsa was the most ridiculous restaurant in town. It was like going clubbing in Mexico: restaurant and club. Weird combination."What about that time w...en we were hooking up and I got that chocolate milkshake all down my Sanctuary dress?"We all knew that one. The whole gang had gone out for dinner at one of those roller-skate old fashioned type of places. And hooked up. And spilled chocolate milkshake down my favorite dress. The stains never really came out."Wait, and then on top of it, the. I then ran my free hand over her tummy, then up to her breasts, which I cupped gently. Shaunda did more ‘mmm’ing’ and put her hand in my other hand."Feels like you're ready to go again," she whispered, feeling my swelling manhood as I rubbed it between her thighs. She rolled over, stretched, and looked at me. It was hard to read her since she had her pensive expression again.“How are you feeling?” I asked.She smiled and pulled the pillow from under her head, and scooted farther on to the. My hands were now slipping down further on her firm ass and my fingers were exploring her hot wet region between her legs. My eyes still locked on my wife and Jeff just a few feet from the house. As my index finger explored and touched her bare pussy it slipped between her wet lips and into her hole. With a moan of enjoyment coming from her I continued to finger her and allowing her to stroke my cock. sars was now almost humping my hand and within a few more strokes of my finger she was. You feel my hand move onto your knee……your heart races……….My hand begins to massage your hosiery covered legs…..going higher on your leg and my cock stirs as I feel the band of hold up stockings as my hand moves under the hem of your skirt……….You uncross your legs and allow my hand to part your legs slightly… as my hand savours the feel of the stocking top and your inner thigh………my cock hardening creating a bulge in my chinos as I move my hand over the stocking tops and the flesh of your leg.