I just put my right hand out and stretched them out so that he notice’s my hand. But when I saw him through the mirror, his mouth was open, eyes wid... open and starring at my wife’s black panties and her Mellon shaped ass that was revealed out of her Jean’s. I was speechless, amazed with the thought that the security was watching my wife’s assets. The next moment was disappeared. I was wondering if that was just a day dream, but no, it was not a dream as I saw him running towards my wife and. His dick starting twitching. "Cum for me baby" I said grabbing his neck. "Shit" he pushed in one last time and we both came together. I squirted everywhere."Damn, you don't be playing" Nasir said looking how wet everything was. I let out a chuckle. Nasir started getting. "You Might Want to fix this" I said pointing to my hair looking in the mirror. "I will as soon as I get dressed" I watched him get dressed. "Wipe yourself off" he said tossing me a roll of paper-towels.After I was done I walked. When she got out, Bob succeeded her. With six people in the house, the bathroom could be busy in the morning. There was, however, a half-bath downstairs. Waiting for a shower was a minor inconvenience.“Maman, c’est le quatorze, nest-ce pas?” Yes, she checked her cell. This was the fourteenth of July. Bastille Day, which the cell didn’t tell her. The next model probably would.“Mais oui, mon chat. Mais nous ne chanterons pas avant le petit dejeuner.” It was going to be the fourteenth all day, but. A nearby voice startled me. I had concentrated so much on the sweater,that I hadn't noticed the saleslady."Pure Kashmir," she said. "That is something really special."I could only nod. I had to have this sweater!"Unfortunately it's not so inexpensive," she continued. "189 Euros."Every trace of color left my face. Here I had found the ultimate dreamsweater, only to find that it was expensive beyond belief. "So much?" I asked in a shocked undertone of disbelief without lookingat her. I ran my.