A sheen of sweat covered his body highlighting the definition of his body. As Kshitiz continued to fuck her, Rashmi thought back to earlier in the wee... when she had helped with her daughter’s Valentine’s Day party at school.None of the other mothers would recognize her as she know appeared: whipping her long hair around, shouting profanities , driving her ass back to meet her young lover’s thrusts, her breasts swinging lewdly beneath her. She barely recognized herself; her lips shining wetly,. Luckily the napkin in my lap covered the raging boner I was sporting and my wife was too worried about our daughter to notice the building sexual tension.Standing by the kitchen, I watched as Craig literally stroked his growing boner through the thin material of his trousers as he mouthed, "I know you want it."And I did. The thought of sucking him off, right here in the restaurant, under the nose of my wife was more than I could handle. Throatbanger was just the kind of dominant top guy I had. He had always had pretty flat stomach but now his ab muscles rippled and his pecs popped giving a physique that he never really thought he could possess. His calves were toned leading up to strong, toned thighs and ass that sat up high and firm. He turned around and stared at his own ass proud that the work he had put into making this his best feature. At times he wished that he was a bit bigger but at 160 pounds of mostly muscle he was very happy with his body.He sat down on the bed and. Nitty explained before walking out of the room.“Ever think it was anything like this?” I asked as I pulled my shirt off.“Nope,” Heather said as she started stripping.We both got naked, then pulled on the suits. The suits weren’t skin tight, but they were kind of tight, and hot as well. They zipped up the front, so I had to watch not to get my junk caught in the zipper. Had we worn underwear, sure we could’ve worn that under. We put our clothing in one of the lockers before pulling on the suits’.