While it was evening we started back, she asked me to join her for a cup of coffee at her place. I accepted with a smile. We arrived at her apartment,... it was a two bedroom flat with nominal furniture. I went to the kitchen where she was making coffee for us. I had a very lovely back view of her figure, she was wearing a white top and a dark blue jeans. I just went ahead and hug her from behind. It took a while for her to realize what was going on. She just closed her eyes and rested her head on. Dekhne lage raat ke 9.30 baj chuke the yash abhi tak soya nahi tha shashi ne meri taraf sone ka ishara kiya hum tino ek hi room me chale gaye waha ek double bed pada tha or ek single bed shashi ne mujhe double bed par sone ko kaha or khud yash ke sath single bed par sone chali gayi adhe ghante baad shashi uthi or bathroom jane lagi maine pucha ki yash so gaya kya to wo boli ha or fir wo bathroom chali gayi mai bed par baith gaya mere chehre par chamak aa gayiFir shashi aayi or apne bed ki taraf. I gasped and bit the blanket rubbing my pussy harder onto his fingers wanting more. Crack! Another slap even harder this time.“Again,” I moaned pleading with him.I heard him groan and his fingers pressed harder onto my pussy rubbing faster making me move faster. Crack! Again and again, his hand spanked me; I lost count, all I could feel was the pressure building. “Please!” I cried out needing that release.Mark slid my panties to the side and reached around with his one hand spreading my lips. The only thing Tara read which she didn't already know involved the details of the weekly Titshurt Town Meeting. All the wives were required to be at the town's dance hall by eight o'clock every Saturday night, and remain there until midnight. Once there, participation in the activities was voluntary, but the wives had to attend for the entire four hours.The only other specification had to do with the white high heels. Regardless of the outfit they decided to show up in, all the Titshurt wives.