The loved it and so did I. After my bath we went downstairs for a few more drinks all naked. After a few I went upstairs to put a sexy Asian outfit on... Then 1 slowly walked downstairs and immediately got both there attention from there cocks raised hard as hell again. 1 sat on the couch vibrating my cut and vibrating a dong in my pussy. I started to orgazim and and begged for more sex. My husband jumped right on me pounding harder than ever 1 leaked a little on the sofa. The I said I wanted. She stabbed my asshole with her tongue, and it was driving me crazy. Jean slipped a hand between my legs, and played with my clitoris, while continuing to rim my asshole until I had another orgasm. I was moaning loud enough that anyone in the store could hear me.When I recovered Jean helped me get dressed. As soon as I was presentable, she led me back to the checkout counter, and had her clerk box up my purchases and ring up the price of the two bras. She had a sly smile on her face. I couldn’t. It wasn’t playtime anymore. I used one hand to steady myself against his hip and the other to cup and massage his balls. I was taking this seriously now. He was beginning to sweat and I could tell he was trying to control himself and not thrust his hips into my face. I figured by now he knew that this wasn’t the first time I’d done this, but his gentle touches could convince me otherwise. I could feel the beginning signs of his orgasm under my fingertips. His balls got tight and the muscles. “I could tell you liked it when you smiled. I was surprised to see you walk into that bar.”She took a deep breath. “When I left that conference I changed out of my slick professional clothes--you know black pants, a white blouse, a maroon vest, my hair in a tight bun, my classy horn-rimmed glasses hanging on a thin chain, heels--very professional, but I couldn’t wait to get them off and put on those tight jeans, let my hair down, put on that tight tank top and get the hell out of there--not.