Looking back at the bed my cock goes rigid again. Lying on her stomach, her legs spread apart, her pussy was perfectly visible. God she was wet, she�...d only been lying like that for a minute or two and already there was a wet patch growing from her crotch. There was a splotch on the ass of her dress and her crack was glistening with the wetness of her pussy. Knowing that she was completely passed out and egged on by her challenge in the backseat of the car I sat at the edge of the bed and. That would alert Tom to what I was doing, but I hoped I had enough cash. The sales girl remembered me. I had thought that my limited knowledge of Italian, and her broken English were going to cause problems, but it soon became clear that she thought I was planning a surprise for the husband that bought the dress, and translated my thoughts perfectly, even if the man was not my husband. I ended up with lilac satin panties and bra, trimmed with black lace. They perfectly matched the dress that I. " We did not realise that Juan the barman was listening to our conversation but he shook his head and said, " No Senor, you are wrong, all of the girls will be young and beautiful but they always look bored, dance without any enthusiasm and never take their panties off. Now your beautiful wife with her more rounded figure would drive the men wild. My brother is the manager of the club and I am sure that he would be prepared to give her some tips, that would ensure her success." There was no. Wa ... wa ... want to do this." Ken repeated himself, his voice though soft, reflected complete and total obedience. Marta stood in the same stop petrified. Fresh tears began to gather in her eyes, as she moved on of her hands over her panties. She paused in tormented conflict and then began to run her middle finger slowly up and down her panties. She discovered that the material of her panties was already moist with her secretions of arousal. As she began to move her finger, insistently back.