It was Mrs. Patel, but standing only in two piece of clothes in front of me. She came towards me as she saw I was in shock and speechless too. She cam...e and sat near to me on the same couch and placed the tea tray on the table near the couch.“Alam bhai, can I ask you to help me?” she said with a requesting voice,“Bhabhi, what is this? What are you doing?” I said interrupting her in between,“Alam bhai please help me” she said again,“But what is this? You are sitting in front of me in bra and. But she put a hand on Al's hand and kept him from moving it over to her crotch. She didn't want him to finger-fuck her. Not through her damp panties, anyhow!Betty let out a series of little cries. She'd settled her ass back down upon the seat and was squirming while clutching at Phil's head. He was gripping her hips with his fingers. Betty sagged limply and when Phil lifted his head there was enough light for Stacy to see that his lips were glistening with Betty's cunt juices. He licked his. We said hello, made some small talk, I was wearing a suit myself as she'd asked me to. She told me she liked looking at all the young men in her office, expecially their crotches, and had always wanted to grab a hold and feel thier cocks through their trousers. I said she could do that now it she liked, no problem with me, and she reached forward and grabbed me, giving my cock a nice squeeze.I took that as my queue, and moved forward to kiss her, putting my arms inside her jacket, and around. He tightened the device so it sat on me snuggly and padlocked it closed.“I decide when this comes off. It might help you appreciate what I do for you.”He walked out of the bedroom to hide the key. When he came back he had a skirt and singlet vest in his hands.“Put these on for our walk.”I slid the skirt on. It was flippy and very short, barely covering my now reddened arse. I pulled the vest over my pert breasts and tucked it into the skirt. It was almost see-through. Despite the balmy evening,.