White blouse, short skirt, pleated, in my colors.Roni is first to parade for me. She slowly takes her shirt off. Proudly shows her firm breasts.Roni k...ows she has to come close to me to strip from her skirt and finally those big knickers.Monse looks at the pretty performance of her sexy sibling strippping for us with fire in her eyes.Monse is full of mixed feelings. Anger, curiousity, excitement, fear, indignition and insecurity.Monse sees how Roni, fully nude now, spreads her legs and walks up. Somehow, this outcome seemed to put a rather unsavoury slant on the exercise, even though it was vital to Jason’s well-being.All these thoughts caused a little flurry of butterflies in Mrs Jackson’s stomach, and as she filled the teapot with boiling water, she noticed that her hands were quite unsteady all of a sudden.On the other hand, there was a peculiar and mounting excitement about it all, a sense of dare and adventure, and, if she was honest, a tantalising temptation to cross one of the. By the look on my wife’sface and her movements, I could tell that this black manhad his fingers buried in her wet pussy. She beganmoving up and down in her seat until I saw her have anorgasm on his hand. He placed his hand on the back of her head and pulledher down until her head was in his lap. I saw Lola’shead start to rise and fall and realized that she wassucking this strange black man’s cock! Neither oneseemed to care that others in the club were watchingthem and Lola. He said he was cold and was shivering so I said that if he wanted I could throw his clothes in my dryer for a few minutes. He asked if I was sure that it was ok for him to undress and I assured him that it was fine with me. Soon he was down to his boxers as I put his clothes in the dryer. He commented that he felt strange sitting in his underwear while I was dressed so I disrobed as well. He just looked as my frilly lace panties came into view. After a few minutes conversation he mentioned that.