Ed walked over to where this lady he was curious about was sitting and asked her if she wanted to dance. She seemed a little surprise that a man would...ask her to dance but she accepted his invitation. He could see that she was more attractive than he thought she was when he spotted her sitting at the table.She was wearing three inch high heels and that brought her height up to about five feet ten inches. Her hair was dish water blond and was cut short. Her figure was slim and in proportion to. My pussy drips thinking about it. Then, I almost orgasm, as Bruce strips down to his last piece of clothing. The muscular Bruce, completely clean shaven from head to toe, is standing in front of my submissive husband in nothing but a pair of sexy, French cut, black, satin women's panties. His massive cock is not even erect and it fills the front of the panties to overflowing. As Bruce stands in front of my kneeling husband, I hear Michael let out a long deep breath and moan. I can tell he is. There was a flurry of movement and they both dived for the bed simultaneously. They had both kept their pants on. Mark put his arms round her and Victoria pressed against him."Darling? Mark? Are you cross with me?" No, my precious. Rather proud of you." Proud?" Yes, because you've been true to yourself. You felt you weren't ready and had the courage to say so."Victoria clutched him. "I am happy again," she said musingly, "and yet I'm not. As I said, I felt almost bereft while you were away and. He lifted me up and bent me over the back of the chair my ass was up high and I was down low but I could still play the game and as I began to play I felt his cock the one I had seen up in the window he was rubbing it up and down the cheeks of my ass then I felt him spit between my cheeks and then his cock slid between I knew what was going to happen I knew where his cock was going to go but I didn't care I wanted to play this game so badly I just ignored what was going on behind me that is.