My wife was a little uncomfortable all night at dinner knowing everytime she stood up that there might me a risk of someone getting a free show. Howe...er, she also found this erotic. We ate a wonderful dinner at a local tapas place, then we decided to go for a walk. Every few blocks we would stop and make out. I would even rub her pussy through the outside of her dress as we made out on the side walk in the open. My prim and proper Yale educated wife, was getting quite worked up. The. I store quick glnces at it whenever the opportunity presented itself. Whereas I am quite petite in the chest region, Kathy was very top heavy. It fueled my fledgling lusts. She became the object of a lot of masturbatorial fantasies. I was in the middle of a dating slump. Nothing more serious than the casual hook up at a party or a club. It was satisfying in a brief span of time. I collected a few numbers but nothing much deeper. I consider myself a romantic and miss having a romance that was. I saw her mouth form an "Oh!" as she continued to massage them. Slowly, her hands glided down over her flat stomach, massaging it as they went along, riding smoothly over the remnants of suntan oil that was still on her body. As her left hand remained on her stomach, her right continued into her swim suit bottom, to her pussy. I could see that she had made contact with her cunt, as she arched her back, looked up at the ceiling, and then pinched her eyes closed. She continued to massage her. Nothing seemed to work."Oh, Mommie! What am I doing wrong? Doesn't he like my young pussy?" It's not your fault," said Joan, caressing her daughter's smooth body. "The mutt just needs someone to get him started. You be patient. Mommy knows what to do."Joan crawled over to the dog and stuck her head beneath his hairy belly so she could taste his cock. Her plan was to suck the animal's cock until the dog got horny enough to fuck the girl. It was a plan Joan meant to enjoy.She flicked her tongue.