Finally, Mrs. Ashton acknowledge my existence."Sir," she said, nodded briefly, pointed with an open palm at the seats and,when we were seated, sat dow... herself."What can I do for you?" she said, focusing on my wife again."I don't really care for my husband's dress sense," Julie began. "In fact, Idon't care for it at all. I would have done something about it myself, butunfortunately I'm too busy to give it as much attention as it would benecessary." Perfectly understandable, madam," Mrs. Ashton. I agreed to join them. Next day i went to Revathi’s place. All were almost ready to leave except aunty. She took little time to dress up and when she came out .she was looking amazing. She was in light purple salwer kameez which was tight, almost touching her skin from every angle. Her daughter Prathiba did a comment that her mom is looking so beautiful and sexy then who will look at them. We all just laughed on it. I saw aunties face. It was glittered. She must have liked remaps comment. I saw. 30 seconds later you lower your menu again, look deep into my eyes once more, bite your lip before your expression grows more intense as your arm moves down noticeably indicating you've pushed two fingers inside your hot wet pussy, which sends a noticeable shudder of ecstasy through your body. You can tell I'm really enjoying the show now and you continue little more before removing your fingers and putting them into your mouth as you leaning over the table to kiss me once again before saying. She turned aroundto face me and fell on top of me. We kissed softlywhile I stroked her lovingly, tasting each othersjuices. By this time my cock had started to come aliveagain. I turned her over on her back and furiously kis-sed her while I spread her legs wide. I got betweenthem, putting my cock at her pussy lips and teasinglystroking it up and down her cunt. Angela started moaning and begging me to makelove to her, pleading that I be gentle – this was herfirst time. I.