.you dirty girl...you want it don’t you???..." he encouraged her breathlessly. The moment came...he was first...she felt the throbbing, the pulsing ...f the veins in that thick cock she was holding. She felt the warm ooze of his cum through the cool cotton and she squeezed...making sure every last drop was indeed out of him. Her eyes opened wide as she felt his thrust become faster, his thumb was strumming her clit and she leaned back into him. Extracting her hand from his pants she put her hand. His red glans is staring at him. He holds his penis and put the foreskin below the neck, thus exposing his top portion, fully red, sensitive, and he sees the erect penis is shivering in excitement.“As I open up your nightwear I see you have a nice beautiful hairless body. Your beautiful armpits smell like jasmine. I kiss them I rub my nose onto them as I pull you near my body.”“Wow … and ?”“And what colour bra do you wear ?”“Pink … ““Oh, so I was right isn’t it?”He knows she is blushing and is. He bent down and softly traced his tongue along each unruffled cheek. Then he traced a damp trail down the crease, causing her to shudder a bit. How easy it was to enjoy this lover, to savor her being. Out of devilishness or lust – he knew not what – his tongue violated her privacy and she moved back involuntarily. Her action bespoke that of a sated desire as she moaned once again. But he was too aroused to hesitate in claiming his satisfaction. Holding her posterior still with one hand, her. I was actually I little jealous, but turned on. I walked over to the table and introduced myself. The guy was a client I had not met. We talked a few Minutes and Wendy got up to go to the restroom. He started talking about how she was letting him do whatever he wanted to her on the dance floor and he was sure it was going to be a good night. I let him know that Wendy was my wife and he turned red as could be. I explained to him how it was ok and not to worry I did not mind. I always wanted to.