She turned on her stomach and devoted herself to his dick. I want down on her ass and licked it, sticking occasionally a finger inside it. I knew what...was going to happened – we’ll try to give her a sandwich. And I wanted that so bad, as I knew Irma wanted it, but we have managed only once to put a dildo in her ass while I’m fucking her. Her asshole was really tight and I was I bit worried how will Mario react when the prostitute, my wife says she can’t have us both. But she was really wet and. “Good, call her to arrange to go get you a new dress at my expense. Choose well, I can afford it.” She looks surprised when she nods her agreement. I can see Joe giving me an odd look while I finish wiping the sweat off, and hand the towel to one of the staff. With my clothes straightened I go to shake hands with Joe, then turn, and start to leave.I’m facing the door, in mid-step toward it, when it opens to let Mr Benson walk in wearing a set of fencing clothes. I didn’t think fencing was that. My husband of thirty plus years cannot get enough of me wearing his favorite nylons all the time. Before I even heard about “flashing” stockings in public, I was already enjoying the special feeling of wearing sexy garter belts and high quality nylons. Just wearing them is so sensuous and exhilarating. The feel of sleek, sheer nylons and the barely audible “hiss” of nylons rubbing were enough to get me wet and horny. When it all started, I have no idea. In my college days during the late 1960s,. .." he started "Where were you, before I so rudely interrupted your fun?" His eyes sparkling in the moonlight.I lay back on the grass and lifted my knees up again, this time spreading my legs a little wider and heaving my tits outwards to strain at the three closed button on my black chiffon shirt."Somewhere about.... here... I think" I drawled, still looking at his face, but running one hand provocatively up my thighs to expose my red transparent panties. My other hand found the remaining.