So she left her bra and panty on the floor and wore the t-shirt and skirt in the bed itself.My wife then said that she had left her clothes which she ...ore during our travel in the washroom. So I just sneaked into the bathroom and saw that the foreigner guy smelling my wife’s panties! I got some strange feelings and told my wife about it. My wife said, “Ask that bastard to come out and bring those clothes with him.”So I knocked on the washroom door and asked him would he mind if I come into the. . again leaving a moisture trail until I reach her wet pussy.. parting the lips with my tongue and pressing inside.. My tongue finds her clit and pressing harder against it moving my head around keeping the pressure against it.. I hear her moans get louder.. Then feel her hands on the back of my head. She pulls me hard against her and begins rocking back and forth.. setting the rhythm. After several intense minutes, she increases the rhythm.. cumming hard on my face and tongue. We catch our. She was almost painfully aware of her father's presence next to her, the object of all her secret passions and lusts. Glancing quickly at him to see him watching the screen, she felt a new tremor of lust rush up her spine. This is it, she thought excitedly. It's time for an all- or-nothing move!Releasing her grip on his arm, she quickly let her hand slide down to rest on his thigh, lightly running her fingertips up and down on the cloth.Ken wasn't even aware of her touch at first, but as her. “I love you, Claire.”“I know, baby. I love you so much.” She looked into my eyes. “You know, I wasn’t sure how this would all turn out…”I laughed. “How do you mean, sexy?”“Well, let’s just say I’m glad you and Rita hit it off so well…”“You know my tastes run to sexy blonde wives…”“You cannot convince me you’ve only been with blondes your entire life, hon. Besides, I know you’re faithful, always have been. That wasn’t why I said that.” The puzzled look that must have been on my face pushed her.