Seeing my lovely wife teasing the Frenchman by flaunting herself for his admiration, was sending my libido off the scale. I watched excitedly as they ...ontinued to flirt, his eyes unable to resist dipping to take in her exposed cleavage as they spoke. Then getting the barman’s attention she ordered a round of shots, passed one to her admirer, and then swung around with a glass in each hand and with her braless cleavage distinctly noticeable. Now really getting into the swing of things, she. I felt a queer feeling and was moaning bit loudly, a clear indication of scaling the height of ecstasy. His finger went a step ahead to examine the crack, burying & drilling into the hole. “Sssssssssssssssss, hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhaaaaa, ooooooooooouuuuuccccchhhhh,” I shouted and pleaded with him to be softer. He looked up and asked me, “You wanted to know why I finger fucked you the other day. You’ll get the answer now, OK?”We enjoyed for about half an hour giving a mutual blowjob, withdrawing our. Also, since my legs were apart, her fingers wrapped around the tender insides of my upper thighs, and those spanks I could really feel. Although the spanking stung my bare bottom, I felt a nice warm feeling in my lower body. After a while, Mistress Mary said, “Now stand up and follow me to your next part of your spanking.” She led me over to a piece of furniture that looked like a padded sawhorse in the middle. On the sides, there was wood to put your knees and arms on. “I expect you to climb. She was wearing a skin tight dress, that clung to every curve of her body, and barely came down enough to cover her ass.“How do I look?” She asked, spinning around to show me every side.“You look gorgeous.” I said, giving her a kiss. “You ready to go? I just had to make a quick call before we left.”She said that she was, and we headed back up towards the house, holding hands. I locked up the house, and we hopped into the Ferrari. I held the passenger door open for her, then hopped into the.