"So what time are you leaving mom?" asked Aisha."In about fifteen minutes time!! Also don't forget your prayers!!" Mrs Aziz looking more conservative...."You know I never do mom!!" smiled Aisha."I'll keep in touch with you on your cell phone!! Now I suggest you go pray first before eating dinner. I'm going to change, then I am going to go!!" Mrs Aziz sounded like she was in a hurry.20 MINUTES LATERMrs Aziz was driving her Peugeot on a lonely highway. She had seen no other cars on the road for. On arrival and a quick tip later we made our way inside to the living room where the kisses continued while I opened and poured some wine.Even from the kitchen I could hear frenzied kissing and moans from both parties, and as I walked in noticed her black dress at waist level showing off her perfect tits whiles he kissed and nibbled them both, and placing the wine on the table in front of them also seeing my wife holding his cock in hand and massaging him gently. Wow! that was quick, she must. For some strange reason she introduced me as Jeff, noteven inquiring if I had a fem name that I would prefer to go by. I wasupset by that, but before I could protest, everyone began to acknowledgeme as Jeff, but at the same time, treated me as a woman and not as a manmade up to look like one. My protest died before I could give vent and Iaccepted that I was still Jeff. There was one other thing that Inoticed; everyone was wearing the bracelet, guests and servers alike.Lynn took her leave and. “Tut, tut,” she chastised. “What did I say about distraction?” My skin grew hot, and I swallowed. “Sorry, Ma’am.” “Continue.” I did continue, with fingers shaking and my arousal skyrocketing while she shamelessly touched my body everywhere. She caressed me, tickled me, pinched me, making a game of it to distract me just when I was about to free the next button. It felt like ages, and it was incredibly hard not to give into the wonderful feelings and just snuggle my body against hers. My hips.