To say wifey looked hot is an understatement. She was wearing a silk like dress with a split up the front we’ll sort of an over lap slit lacey white...panties and no bra. If she stood or sat the right way you could quite easily see her panties. The whole time she was doing her hair etc I kept feeling her up she looked that good it was a challenge not to just make wild passionate love to her then and there. Once ready we headed down stairs and checked out the restaurant and bar had a few drinks. “You think the Chief is gonna be okay?” he asked, changing the subject. “I’m starting to feel like we shouldn’t have let him slip through our fingers like that.”“He is willful,” the Polar said with a shrug of her broad shoulders. “Perhaps he will discover something of value. He has more in common with the SWAR operatives than we do, after all. The presence of UNNI agents would likely only serve to seal their lips.”“I just hope he’s barking up the right tree.”“The most pressing issue is what we. Main khamosh laitee huwee sab kuch bas daikh rahee thee jaissay main aik lash hoon aur demagh sochnay samajhnay kee salaheyat say mehroom hochuka thaa. Baba nay apnay lund mairee chooth per rakha aur ussay under dalnay lagay. Unka lund mairee chooth main dakhil horaha thaa aur main lash honay kay bawujood dard naheen balkeh qeyamat mehsoos kar rahee thee. Baba kaa lund zara hee under aya thaa keh mairee cheekh nikalnee shuru hogaiee. Baba jokeh mukammal nangay thay jabkeh mairy shlwar uthar. One of the things Carol liked about it was the outdoor seating where she would sometimes play a little flashing sex game. Once we got on the highway, Carol flashed her tits at a trucker. Next I heard the sound of heavy kissing and Carol softly moaning. I adjusted the rearview mirror as John untied Carol's halter top and started sucking on her tits. I felt hopelessly erotic. I could watch but I had to drive. Carol's moaning got louder and she started sex talking, "Ohh, suck my tits, Ohhh.