' I just nodded and he said, 'This way.' I followed them as they made their way to the corner of the store where the toilets were. He opened the door ...o the disabled toilet and I followed them in. I said, 'I'm Roger.' He said, 'Hi Roger, we are, well she is Dee.' She turned to face the wash basin and the large mirror and her husband stood behind her and raised her skirt. Not only was she not wearing nylons or tights she wasn't wearing any panties either. I realised that he was still filming. Every inch of her carried his favourite tastes and scents. He loved her eager responses in their small, intimate touches: mouth on his ear, breath on his neck, the way her chest hitched when he kissed just below her throat. At this rate they wouldn’t even be able to make the short distance to the bed. She reached down for his belt buckle and fumbled clumsily with the unfamiliar metal, eager to peel back the fabric and get down to the fleshy fruit of his body, all hot blood and. I wasnt aware that i was doing this, but all three of us were so drunk that we didnt know what was going on at all. i kept noticing Danny glance over and look under my dress and smile.hubby went to go to the bathroom, and thats when i made my move, i pulled up my dress, pulled down the top of it, and let both my tits and pussy get some air, RIGHT in front of Danny. when my hubby came out of the bathroom, he smiled and said that he loved it when i flashed other guys. i could see Dannys cock. He was a Muslim andwhilst many people would say I was islamophobic, Omar was ok. He didn'twear a large beard and his wife dressed in western clothes. I alwaysfelt slightly threatened by Muslim women in their long black clothes andwould wonder if they were forced to dress like that or chose to dresslike that? Omar told me it was a choice and he sometimes thought itwould be better if western women were more modest. Instead of sharing myjoke about Pilates Omar replied, "You should try it,.