I repeated with the other leg. I slid my French panty on over my garter belt and buttoned my blouse ... no bra. I zipped up my skirt and slipped my fe...et into open toed booties checking my seams. My hair was in a ponytail. I left the room and knocked on Joeys door. He opened the door and his jaw dropped. I could tell he was impressed. He cleaned up pretty good himself. He said you are beautiful. I said thank you sir, would you take a lady to dinner? We left the hotel and dined at a really nice. I asked where is raj (her husband) she goes vo spain gaye hain aaj 2 din ke liye. I went to her house then she said harry muje lagta hai ki raj ki koi gf hai vo muje time nahi deta or muj se ladta rehta hai or kamiya nikalta rehta hai tum kuch pata hai ke has he got any gf?I said bhabi as far as i know he dnt have any because i dnt wana ruined my frnds married life uske affairs bhabi ko bata ke. then she hold my hand and put on her waist and ask bato kya mein moti u look my figure guys mera tu. “Why wouldn’t I?” Lucy laughed, her features becoming clearer as I approached her, “Excess and greed are all things I hold very dear; things you certainly enjoy as well.” “And I suppose that throne you’re sitting on only had one seat just a minute ago,” I smirked, “I think mine should be higher than yours.” “Careful, bitch,” Lucy laughed, “you’re standing on a trap door right now, and I don’t think you’d like where it goes.” “If you truly loved me, you’d give me everything I want,” I said, now. As he did, he turned to the side giving me a side on view of his now very firm and lengthy hard-on.He moved from side to side looking straight ahead, I soon guessed that he was admiring himself in a mirror. I watched as my arousal grew. In the dark of my bedroom I slid my pyjamas off and caressed my tender erect nipples, my eyes never left the perfect view across the way. My hands went straight to my warm swollen cock and groped it urgently then one hand fondled my swaying ball-sac. I shivered.