And yet, there was no sarcasm to her comment at all. Returning her gaze with my own, I knew this woman of mine, so in love with me, spoke her flattery...with full sincerity. I would have spent the day arguing against it had I not spent the night creating fuel for her victory. I smiled, choosing to resist the urge to comment on my looks. “Virgin white doesn't suit you at the moment, love. You're far too devilish to pull it off.” She grinned, reaching down to grab the hem her dress before. Joan then started cheer dancing and stripping. She was the focus of all of us. Joan walked into the bedroom gesturing to us with a crooked finger to follow her. She immediately took off her T shirt and dropped her skirt to the floor. Joan cheered, "Boom shakalaka, boom shakalaka take one for the team," and swiveled her hips and fell back on the bed. I looked at the scene before my eyes. My loving, beautiful wife was flushed with desire, her skin radiant, her breasts red, her nipples engorged,. They got their pussy together and they were rubbing their pussy with each other seeing that I can’t hold any more jumped on them and pushed them to the floor and we three and hugging each other we started to roll and started to suck deepthi’s boobs and ishwarya was sucking another boob and we are sucking deepthi’s boobs very hard and we started to taste her milk from her boobs and we switched then me and deepthi was sucking ishwarya’s firm boobs hard.They pushed me and deepthi was kissing and. Two seconds later, the light above the lift door pinged once more and the lift shuddered to a stop. The doors slid open, I saw the girls' ski jackets were fully open, and I stepped forward through the open doors and turned around quickly. “Look, no skirt. Look, nothing under my coat,” I said as I pulled my coat open to expose my body to the man in the lift. Sorcha had bent down to pick up her shoes, unnoticed by the man, whose attention was firmly fixed on my body until Sorcha walked between.