I kind of felt sorry for her although the drunk guys didn’t mind especially when she had her boyfriend, or husband, come up with her and started gri...ding on her like they were having sex. About ten minutes after she finished the guy came out. “Now our last contestant of the night. Let's welcome Terri” I looked up and my wife was walking out on the stage, I looked at Jeff and Wayne who were grinning. “You guys knew about this didn’t you?” I asked, and they said they did. Terri wasted no time in. I reached out to her boobs and placed my hands on her blouse. I squeezed them gently. She sat in such a way that her pussy is directly above my dick. She held my hand on her boob and kissed my palm.And then she placed it again on her boob and made me press it. She bent her head back and I could see her seductive neck calling onto me. I squeezed those boobs harder.She raised a bit and started to pull her saree up. She unzipped my pants and pulled them down a bit. That’s when I realized she. The place was packed. Having suitably immersed ourselves into the throng, I turned and began to move to the music. She followed my lead. She had beautiful rhythm and she was really moving to the music, her braless tits were jiggling with her movements. I could make out her hard nipples trying to pop out through the dress. Her legs were long and flawless and her skirt rode higher with her movements revealing more and more of her sexy thighs. Since the room was packed it was hard not to keep from. Oh, fuck, Billy, I need your cock in my mouth right now. I'm begging you baby, fuck my mouth right now." Marge, sweetie, you're going to really enjoy some dick tonight. Get on your fucking knees and suck me off Mom. I'm the fucking Master now. Get down and suck some cock you fucking slut."Marge loved when I talked to her like that. She loved being my bitch. I gave her what she wanted, because I wanted it too. I was jamming my prick into her mouth when I glanced up and saw my buddies coming real.