)The last guy, Mr. Ugly, put, in a very furtive manner, his hand on my wife's bare leg. My wife had an initial quick reaction, she froze and then gave...the man a quick look, but did not move. She turned back to her hostess duties but spoke with a nervous voice. He was acting like nothing was happening, didn't even look at my wife or me, but I could see that he was a bit anxious, nervous at his daring move. No one else noticed since they were all concentrating on my wife's tits and because her. She was looking stunning in the modern dress. As I was taller than her, I could see her cleavage. Her big boobs were tightly leashed in her shirt and bra. By the way, she was wearing a red bra – my favorite color.“Where will you stay in Hyderabad,” I asked her politely.“I will stay in a working women’s hostel. While I was working in Hyderabad, I used to stay there. I know the warden there well,” she replied in a sweet voice.“When will you travel back?”“Saturday night only.”As a courtesy, I. It was Michael's turn to gasp as Jenny's fleshy but firm cheeks came into view. Quickly, before Jenny could protest, she brought her opened palm down on her ass. The resounding slap rang out in the quiet room like a gunshot."Ahheeeee!" Jenny screamed and wiggled her hips as if to dislodge herself. However, at the same time, the smack sent electric shock up and down her body. Then, before she could protest again, she felt the hand come down again and then again.Suddenly, Michael was spanking her. .. her hands had left my waist and were now over my chest withher thumbs moving over my nipples, my nipples which I had never thoughtabout, her touch had made them hard and tingly.S: As I said, there is some excess fabric around this area, but we caneasily fix it. Don?t move, I?ll be right back.She took a step back and as our bodies separated her hands left my chesttraveling down without ever breaking contact, they passed thru my waistand stopped at the sides of my hips having traced the.