“So if you both want fair play, you have to strip when you lose.”Arif and I looked at each other and quickly agreed. Shabana just stood there for ... moment, then began slowly pulling it up. Just as she pulled it just enough to show the bottom of her tits, she let it fall back into place. She began to laugh at our disappointed expressions.Then my friend’s drunk wife got up, pulled the band of her leggings and took them off, showing her red colour thong panties which very beautifully showed off. She said she started the flirtation by wearing increasingly revealing outfits, just to tease him. Shorter shorts and deeper cut necklines. She said she would sometimes go to his desk to ask an opinion on a paper and she would lean over and point to sentences or words as she talked to him. She said a lot of times she didn't think the guy even saw the paper at all for looking down her shirt. I nervously said that it wasn't hard to tell, even in her business attire, that there was plenty to. “You’d better let me in,” Sabrina said. “What would the neighbors think?” She pulled her phone and her foot out of the door.Trapped like a rat, he swallowed hard, closed the door enough to unhook the chain, and then opened it. She slipped past him - giggling - and turned to face him while he closed the door and locked it again.Sabrina grinned at him - the same lopsided smile she always affected when flirting - and then looked down at the picture of him on her phone. “I could tell it was big.. The sound of flesh on flesh was deafening as I pounded into her, each drive lifting her off her feet. Sweat was pouring from me and I knew we had to change positions before I collapsed! With my member still buried deep inside her, we moved over to a nearby chair and I sat down. Steph instantly began to ride my cock, bouncing up and down on my shaft like there was no tomorrow. I reached around and held her breasts lightly as they bounced in and out of my hands. As she slowed down I put my hands.