"Don't worry, I'll be sure to fish mine out. She'll never know... Her stuff is so much sexier than mine. You must feel lucky to have such a hot wife. ...ot that you're not hot, of course!" The way it came out, I was surprised Dad didn't offer to swap her for mom on the spot.I snuck closer, and peered through the gap. They were standing close together of necessity, the room being small and filled with the machines and washing products. Vanessa, naturally, still managed to push her tits in his face. Mummy ke poore shareer me sihran daudne lagi aur mummy jor jor se siskariya bharne lagi Mummy-aaahhhhhhh ssssss vijay ji aaaauuuchhhhh kaatiye mat na aaaahhhhh aapki hi to hu me ssssss Uncle-varsha biwi ho tum meri aaj bas khone do mujhe tumhare andar mujhr roko mat Mummy-ha assssssss mmmmm mere pyaare patidev lekin jyaada der bhi mt kijiye varun kabhi bhi aa sakta he. Uncle-to aane do na usse bata denge ki mummy papa tumhare liye ek choti behen ka intzaam kar rahe he Mummy iss baat se bahot. Josephine got her dressed in a gown that was somehow sexy without revealing much, and I escorted her to the ambassador's quarters after supper. I introduced them, watching his eyes rake over her figure, telling him I thought he might appreciate some 'company' for the cold nights. I told him not to do anything that would cause permanent damage, and then left her there – or at least, he thought I did. Instead I disappeared behind a veil to watch for a while.He basically picked up where he'd left. Then I tried changing the subject and said, "Frank is a very good dancer." Doug immediately came back with "Yes, and it looked like you were enjoying every moment, even the dancing." I looked down and couldn't look my husband in the eye knowing what he just saw on the dance floor. Hubby was a little flustered and unsure by what happened just a few moments earlier. Knowing this wasn't the right moment, but wanting my way just like the spoiled wife that I was, I blurted out "Frank won't you.