Both of her hands slid across her ass as she started to pull her ass cheeks apart. I thought Mickey was going to barf right then. I could clearly see ...hat he was also paying close attention to her. But not wanting to admit it.Patty came over to me first and started rubbing her hands all over me. Mickey fidgeted around a little as he watched. Patty just gave him a snarky little grin. She smiled as her hand ran over my crotch. I wasn’t completely hard, just about halfway though. Her hands stayed. .I’ll take it off..wait’I gave her a little leeway to pull back from me and she deftly reached behind herself and undid her blouse. And still making a disturbed face she slowly peeled off her blouse, exposing her massive sized bra. It took me a second to unhook her bra and it sprang off and fell on the floor.With her pallu training on the floor and her hands on the sides, and eyes closed, she stood there in total helplessness and her massive young boobs exposed. They were gigantic and standing. On her way coming to the table I made her sit on my knees entering one hand under the nighty to her back and the other one between her tighs giving her small caresses to lighten her more until she by herself directed my fingers to her Clit to play with.Turning more to my side and opening wider her legs allowed easily my fingers to move in and out her wet Pussy's hole giving her such a pleasure but it was not enough or done yet, moving her from my knees I made her lay down on the kitchen's table. I was sad for a moment, thinking one of those lights in Ipanema shone from the lamp beside Papai's chair, where, surely, he sat drinking again.The car slid to a halt and a tuxedoed butler opened the door and offered his hand as I slipped from the spacious interior of the limousine, staring in wonder at my surroundings.As we entered the cavernous hall behind the entry doors, the butler politely asked, "May I take your dress, Madam?"I stared at him in shock, then at Paul.The American smiled.