My wife is 5;5 and 130. Her tits are 36dd and has got Adam's attention on lots of occasions. I see everything. Both girls have nice round asses and so...e meaty thighs. Just right in my opinion. Anyway, when we got back from the golf course, the girls had steaks on the grille. We all sat on the patio for supper. Something changed since last nights conversation. Becky was a little more open in clothes as well as Lisa. I wondered had they been talking or is it my imagination. Becky had on a shirt. She sat across from him, legs slightly parted. My cell rang. I announced I had 2 leave 4 about 30 mins. In actuality, I never went further than the window at the side of r house, proceeded 2 watch.As my wife pretended 2 do the interview, her robe slipped off her legs 4 a sec, enuf that he got 2 see her bush. She refreshed his drink, sat next 2 him and like the Russian milfs, took control.She put her hands on his face, French kissed him. B4 he cud react, she slid his hand under her robe, on2 her. “Jim, how dare you?” I said in my most annoyed voice. “I asked you to go out and let us girls have the place to ourselves and you had to spoil it didn’t you?” Before he could say a word, I added. “This really is the last straw, Jim. I was going to ask Alison and Jen to stay behind after the party to give you your punishment but I think that it might make you think twice if we punish you in front of all these girls.” Jim looked appalled, “No, please Sally, I’m going.” But as he turned to leave. They were a mixed lot and that was a fact that could not be denied by any impartial observer.It was the sound of the noisily departing train from Saint Louis that made some of the horses tethered to the rails outside the saloon snort and nervously try to pull their reins from the weather-beaten wooden rail. Luckily, none of them were successful in the attempts and there was no need to chase a spooked horse down the middle of the muddy street with little gratitude from the careless owner.The.