..right here.” She started to trace the outline of the wet spot and then got distracted by how nice it felt and added the rest of her fingers.She l...oked up and saw Peter staring intently at what she was doing. “Ooooo...”she cooed, “You like that, don’t you? You like watching me touch myself.” Peter was apparently too entranced to even nod, but she didn’t care. She spread her legs as far apart as she could and began to stroke herself more provocatively. She smiled at him and said, “I’ll. My son was having a friend, Steven, stay over, I didn’t think anything about it. He did seem very interested that my wife was out of town and would not be home. Still, I didn’t think anything about it. At least not at first.Later into the evening, I noticed he seemed to be looking at me a lot. When my son suggested they go to his room to play video games, his young friend looked back at me as they walked away. Maybe I should have known, but it had to be my imagination, I thought to myself.I. Alexi foolishly questions, "I do not understand why we must attend this wedding."Safia (who wishes for a nuptial ceremony of her own) castigates, "Alexi, weddings are joyous occasions which should always be attended."Mira glares at Safia and states, "Safia, the nuptial ceremony of my Ben to that trollop is not a joyous occasion. It is a mistake for which someday Ben will recompense me."Alexi blatantly offers, "I could make him regret it during the ceremony by eliminating Ms. Donaldson."This was. Sally cupped them and continued to play with them and their erect nipples. She was moaning due to her rising arousal. Her left hand dropped down and she passed fingers through the bottom of the thong. It was starting to get a little wet down there. Her fingers pressed firmly and she began to rub the sensitive spot. Sally’s moaning got louder. She closed her eyes and focused on the sweet moves that was causing more and more wetness in her red lingerie. Meanwhile her right hand was working up her.