I'd worry about the rest later. Tonight, after all, was party night.I sat back and continued to caress my own breasts. Jeannie was getting me hot with...her hand motions. It was like watching an X-rated movie starring my best friend!Her hand slipped under her bra as she continued her fondling, and my eyes followed each move. My hands followed her lead, squeezing my own tits through my blouse.The guys were absorbed in quiet conversation in the front seat. I couldn't hear what they were saying, but. I open her up a little bit and see that she is already soaking wet. It doesn't take me long to get my tongue in there and licking up the sweet nectar but she was more than ready. She grabs my head to get my lips on her hood and clit. She pushes me onto it and starts moaning. My hand comes around and slides one finger in her, which it easily goes in. I continue playing with her like this for a while.I stop when she pulls my head away and pulls me towards her. She kisses me passionately,. After a couple minutes, the other guy made an excuse and went to the restroom. About 15 minutes later he came back and both guys said they had to get up early and go to work. They left and I finished listening to the band's first set. I then paid the bill and went back to get my wife from the office. She was laying there just like I put her and I got her up and helped her to the car. She was still stone dead to the world. I got her home, carried her to the bedroom and started removing her. Main tumhe pyar karna chahtaa hun. And I just held her in that position rubbing my front to her backside. She was just motionless and submissive. Then I lifted my other hand and squeezed the other boob tight. Bap re.. She screamed. and I again squeezed very tight. She cried again.. Saheb meri huddy toot jayegi. Main tumhari huddi todana nahi chahata hun i said. Saheb tumhe kya ho gaya hai .. She asked. Tumhe achhe se chodna chahata hun .. I said. Tum bahut kharab ho shaeb .. She said. Nahin.