Seeing his eyes taking her in and seeing the desire in her eyes had me bursting in my pants.After he had left I tried to compose myself. She said he w...s nice and I told her I could see that she fancied him. I guess she thoughtI was feeling jealous, so she tried to deny it. I told her I didn’t mind and gave her a smile that I hoped would show I liked it, but I could tell she was thinking I was just testing her.The sex we had that night was the best we’d ever had. It was obvious she was thinking. I stayed sitting there in this lonely and dark corner, waiting for him.All of a sudden, I felt a strong hand going under my dress and rubbing my exposed buttocks. Knowing my sweet hubby was as horny as I was, I let him to take care of my thighs and butt.I relaxed and leaned back slightly without turning my head around.He pushed my very tiny thong aside and found my soaking cunt.I just hissed my approval and reached my hand behind, to rub his hard on through his trousers. I found he was rock. A few photos made it clear that my wife was moving her outfit aside, her hands pulling her top or bottom to make way for the hands of the strange men. I noticed those photos had been started almost four months ago, when my wife’s libido picked up, but these photos of my wife going from posing with her gym buddies to exposing herself were taken over the course of a month. The next month’s photos showed my wife getting felt and fingered, but doing some feeling of her own. It was obvious that. You sway like a bough in the wind, like a wave on the sea; I am hypnotized by your rhythmic movements, and you haven’t even begun to dance yet.Your lovely, curvy arms begin to weave a sinuous pattern, and one pale hip suddenly snaps up, making your belly and swelling tits quiver. It snaps up again, and again, and now you are dancing, wriggling sensuously, your movements growing more complex, following the jingling, thrumming Middle Eastern beat. You are moving in an erotic dream, fully into the.