It was dangerous.I wanted more.What was it that had caused her to open her eyes, did my breathing change? Did I accidently press my arm against hers? ...r did she simply wish to look upon me as I was now looking upon her? I cared not.I only cared that she froze in what she had been doing. Twice she stopped doing what I was enjoying, touching me and then touching herself, and I didn't want her to stop again if the chance presented me with it.The lady's, and yes that is how I thought of her, eyes. I always encourage her to dress sexy but usually she saves it for when we go out to dinner. Bob and I were working on the boat and she kept making subtle sexual comments to the things we were saying while working and the more drinks she had the more sexual they became. After a couple hours of wrenching and fiberglass work we had finished. Bob and I were pretty covered in grease and fiberglass ressin. He told me I could use the shower down stairs to get cleaned up so I jumped in while my wife. She was still gripping the bottom bar as hard as she could with sweaty hands, unaware that her thrashing was over. It seemed like worse of all, her pussy burned in front of her mother, grandmother and her mother’s friend Jill. Makaela’s bottom and upper thighs were crimson, and covered in sore welts. She didn’t move until Miss. Linelle stroked her daughter’s daughter’s hair. “You may stand up honey, but do not touch your bottom.” Makaela stood up completely naked, except for a pair of black. She then used her mouth to engulf his cock. Akash slowly started thrusting in and out, being careful to not make her gag. At this point, Sanjana was on her knees, mouth full of cock. She kept blowing him, pausing to slurp in the pre-cum. She was getting wet too, and it needed to be taken care of. After a few thrusts and much pleasure, Akash picked Sanjana up and put her on the bed. Sanjana, being a petite woman was easy to lift. But being petite meant that she was not particularly blessed in.