Frank moved closer to his wife and before she knew it, his hand had found a way inside her jeans and onto her panties. She gasped has his probing fing...rs didn’t only find a wet spot but her panties drenched in her juices.“Now look at that,” Frank looked Sandra in the eyes as his fingers pushed her panties aside and touched her dripping pussy, “you enjoyed that dance with Abam, didn’t you?”Sandra seemed to protest, but her lower body quickly obeyed the command of her husband’s invading fingers.. " "Oh yeah, and just how many times were you planning on making me cum?" I arched a brow, enjoying our usual wordplay. "Let’s start with the first few and then see how long the hot water holds out." I smiled with anticipation and turned to undress him, enjoying the different textures of his body as my hands ran over his skin under his shirt. I got the shirt off, running my hands up over his shoulders and down his arms as I followed the fabric. He wrapped his arms around my hips and ran his. Begging you to give it to me, and give it to me now. I also thought it would be quite inviting of me to 'accidently' pack some nude pictures of me in your lunch for work, how would you like that? Would that give you the inclination take me hard and fast as punishment for getting you so excited, knowing that you would have to wait to have me? I think it would be sweet if you would tie me up and blind fold me. Then I would be at your mercy. If I got to loud, you could just stuff my juicey. Shecould feel herself work the mall as she made sure her ass was swayinglike crazy. She even felt it when Bob made her ass get even rounder andbigger. Her newly enlarged C cup tits were really swaying as theystrained against her blue top. She could feel her sensitive clitrubbing against her jeans and getting wetter and wetter. Christy couldhardly wait to get to her car so she could drop her jeans and startfrigging her cunt. She sat down in the car and really started workingon her clit and her.