Back at the hotel I again asked Shilla about the following day saying that I felt guilty leaving her on her own. “I’ll let you into a secret,”...said Shilla, “I won’t be alone, Faza is coming round to keep me company.” “Oh you crafty devil, cats away?” Shilla just smiled and said, “What the hell! What Ron doesn’t know won’t harm him.” After a light breakfast we returned to our room. “ What should I wear?” “Well, your bikini and a sarong and your sandals,” said Shilla. I opted for a. At six she was ready to go. She hoped what she was wearing was appropriate for the evening. She was wearing her favorite black cocktail dress, heels and a single strand of pearls. She looked in the den to tell Barry she was going, but as usual he was watching a tape and playing with himself so she just turned around and left. She stepped out the front door just as a limo pulled up in front of the house. She sat down in the limo and Harry reached over to pat her knee."You are going to love. How bizarre! Here I was sniffing the pre-cum of my best friend as my wife sat rubbing shoulders with him in front of his with only a sheer spandex short separating them. I looked at them again and realized Oracle's fingers were sticky because he had shifted his hard black cock to the side where my wife was sitting. Her fourth gin had finished and her eyes were slightly glazed as if she was going to fall asleep soon. To my excitement I saw Oracle pinch the tip of his cock and scoop some precum. Across her stomach, down her sides, over her chest, and down over her thighs and bottom, always gently and deliberately, finally ending up with one hand gently nestling into the top of her panties and softly caressing her pubic area, whilst his other hand maintained it’s soft grasp across under her breasts. She turned to look at him and then began to remove her bra, as he dealt with the buttons on his shirt to allow it to slide off from his person. Once their top halves were naked and, he came.