"Richard has just said he couldn't imagine any other young man waiting so long. He's very special, Mary, and you and Ned should be proud of yourselves... We couldn't ask for a better son-in-law." Thank you, Deborah, we are very proud of him but then we love Tig too so yippee!"Deborah laughed. "Richard's opening a bottle of champagne at this moment. Have you two got a drink?" Great minds! Ned's doing just the same. Ooh, here he comes." Hang on, so's Richard. Thank you, darling. You two ready?". While these horny perverts enjoyed the video, Kusum was having a tough time. She was so embarrassed that she took a few steps back, turned around, and shut her ears. Unfortunately, this allowed the three of them to, without hesitation, compare the body in the video with my wife standing in front of them.The assistant wiped his spectacles as if he was trying to see through my wife’s clothes. To some extent, it worked as the warm noontime sunlight was making her sweat even more. This made her. N I was keeping an eye on from the corner of my eye n when she saw me I slipped my towel so that she could have a full look at my tool. I could see that she was not only looking at it. She was staring at it. N I was doing all these as if I don’t know that she was watching. Since she was staring, i got hold of my cock n caressed it n rubbed it n gave some jerks. She was still into it she was not even moving an inch. Then after nearly 2 to 3 min she moved n started doing her work normally as if. Mum squeezed my bicep again. “Stop rocking. She is something, though”Suddenly the music changed completely. From ballet, the girl transformed effortlessly into some kind of modern jazz street dance-ballet fusion, becoming all elbows and knees and abrupt, perfectly timed chops and gyrations. She was just so brilliant! Just so talented. Just so sexual. I forgot about mum. I forgot about the audience. I forgot about Charlie. I forgot about everything. It was just me and this girl in the whole.