He will fucking kill you mom and you know it so you to will do what I say or else. Where are the pictures I asked to which she replied I'm not stupid ...nough to tell you that but to prove there are pictures here is the last one I took. It was a picture of Ann and me with my cock sticking in her about half way. You could tell from the picture that my cock was wet from Ann's pussy juices. I was pissed and tried the tough guy tactic to get the pictures. Just who the hell do you think you are. His touch was firm but soft and sensual at the same time. As he continued to massage I sort of dozed off. When he asked me turn over I was a little bit groggy. He started to massage my face, cheeks, hands, etc. slowly while sitting by my side. As he moved down towards my breasts and stomach, he reminded me to breathe deeply and just enjoy the massage. He massaged all round my breasts, using different strokes and by the time he came to my nipples, I could feel the excitement resulting in my. Ana had some doubts, because she said that probably the guy could be intimidated by my presence; but, to her surprise, the salesman accepted happily and said I could be there watching…I drove my own car to the empty parking lot and I climbed the van.Ana was already naked; just wearing a pair of sexy stilettos. She was rubbing her pussy lips and I could see they were already wet and glistening. The salesman smiled and I thanked him for letting me be there. My sensual wife was moaning with her. But she was like ” y did u kiss me??” . I said “I dunno. I just wanted to. I love you so much. And I’ll be missing you for the next week. I felt sad. So I did”. She didn’t speak anything. She just got up and got away.After reaching her hostel, she texted me, “thanks”. I felt so happy that night. Our love msgs continued. We started having sex chats. We were deeply in love.. In fact we wanted our bodies badly. But the weeks gap kept us apart.After the break, she reached college a day prior to me..