I was wearing a stunning red dress and red bra and panties on.My husband talks to anyone, he can get in a lift and have a conversation with someone. A... we were eating our meal, hubby was talking to the couple on the next table, she didn’t feel too good and half way through the meal she left leaving Tom on his own. As hubby spoke to him he found out he was 38, and a carpenter by trade, been married 9 years and typical man doesn’t get sex often.After we’d eaten we left and went into the bar,. And to my surprise twice more. He was shaking and panting and I think tears were caressing his cheeks. Hed all but stopped supporting himself, but his cock was twitching more and harder than ever. T-there. He stuttered, W-w-were even S-sir. Not quite. I murmured. He glanced up at me through that mane of blonde hair but I was already going to the closet for an unanticipated toy. I came back with a small, slender metal tube which I presented to him. Thisll make us even. The comprehending horror. "He's very polite," said Bruce to Rachel as they walked toward an open door of the library/bar."Of course. Just part of the tradition of manners and courtesy we encourage at our get-togethers. Hubbies usually address Black guests as "Sir" and all ladies as "ma'am," especially when serving at the bar," explained Rachel. "The woman he just now served?" Yeah," said Bruce. "What about her?" That's his wife." Your k**ding!" responded Bruce, unable to conceal his surprise."Definitely not. She was. Hamara achhe se welcome hua. maine pucha baki log kaha hain? tab uncle bole ki agala scedule outdoor hain, kal humko murbaad me ek farmhouse pe jana hain aur baki ki shuting waha karne hain. hum surprise ho gaye sunke. phir uncle bole”dekho is stori me mamta pe rape hua , uskai didi gussa hue aur apane ek dost pe sab baate batati hain, o dost pooja ko kehata hain ki kuch dinno ke liye tum mere farmhouse pe chale jao to ye yaade bhulna aasan ho jayega. aur tum dono behane us farmhouse pe jati.