I knew I had his attention, because I was topless. He was basically drooling at my firm and lovely breasts. I drove my car into the street so Vincent ...ould pull right into my driveway. Vincent pulled his car into my driveway and got out of the car."Vincent I brought you out a lawn chair. Sit down and I'll wash your car."Vincent sat down and I sprayed his car with my hose and then I started to soap his car up. I did the same thing with my breasts. I used them like sponges, while I washed his. ‘Fine, do you need a ride back to Stoke Bishop? I’m driving back once I’m dressed.’ Kainene shrugged still happy, ‘I’m just gonna call Lornes’ and make sure they’re okay then, yeah sure.’ She dialled the number and asked a screaming Lorna what they were up to. ‘We’re on our way to Mbargo for a quick drink then we’re off to Ponana. Hope you aren’t upset that we left without you, we just thought you wanted to hang out with your dancer friends.’ ‘That’s okay, mate. I just wanted to make sure you. I wasn't sure we would be spending the night and I figured even if Desirae chickened out, we could go to a nice hotel room and maybe I would have sex. We got a sitter for the night and my wife got ready after she arrived. The first thing I noticed was that my wife put on a corset with thigh highs. Man did she look hot, and that really annoyed me. It had been years since she had worn it for me and she knew I loved it. I wanted to fuck her right there, but she said, "This is for later." I brushed. Pushing one finger all the way inside she felt her soft walls covered in wetness. Sliding in and out she sought out that spot that he always managed to hit. His eyes buried in her as she wished his cock were. Resisting no more she had to have more. Plunging two fingers deep inside her she thrust her hips up to meet them and began to ride her fingers. She had to have him, what would it take for her to have him inside. As she rode her fingers and the palm of her hand vigorously rubbing her.