The two of them always dressed pretty casually for the office, usually slacks and white shirts, but they dressed even more casually for the time off, ...especially when they knew they were going to Flagstaff, where everybody in the family dressed Western casual all the time. Without discussion they agreed that jeans and sweat shirts seemed to be about the right thing for today. Jon pulled out some underwear and a T-shirt, and turned, as he often did, to watch without comment the wonderful sight of. .. come to momma, Peaches..." I didn't see her, but I noticed that the Venetian blinds at Harris George's back doors were not pulled to and that the doors were open to the night. Lamplight lit the room just a bit more than dimly, and I could hear Jeff Beck's Blow By Blow playing softly from unseen speakers. Not only was this man incredibly gorgeous, he had perfect taste in music, too. I stepped closer, and there he was. I could see him sitting on his sofa, shirtless, and seemingly he had. The stranger touched her clit through her panties and Sonali thought for a moment she’d wet herself as a flood of moisture gushed out from inside her to soak her panties. Pleasure washed through her as he fingered her slowly in this crowded bus. There were people all around, pressing against her, holding her immobile, and yet none of them knew, none suspected what this strange man was doing to her. The Indian wife felt herself press back against him, wriggling her bottom against him, pressing. ? He exclaimed.He pulled a large mirror on wheels over in front of Kate. Then he went to the hook in her ass and yanked it out.?Yipe!? Kate said in shock. The man hung the hook on a pulley attached to the ceiling. Kates head was now held up higher and she could move it a bit more freely from side to side, but she was pointed squarely at the mirror and saw the man behind her. As flushed red as ever he was stroking himself with one hand and spreading a thick lubricant on her ass with the other..