I never met her before, she must be ravi’s wife. She had a wedding ring on and this was his house.She was wearing a white t-shirt that scooped low o...n her chest and a jean skirt She bent over to pick something up off the floor and I caught my breath as her skirt rode up, revealing the bottom curve of her tight ass. She must have heard me because she straightened so abruptly she hit her head on the table with a loud thump. I winced in sympathy and moved into the room as she turned to look at me.. She seemed more like she was having fun, being roughed up by me in a rather gentle way. I just started patting her head and pinching her cheeks, and just held her controlled until she stopped. “What now”, she asked me. I took my knees off her inner thighs and was kneeling in between her open legs. “We’re gonna hug it out”, I said and let myself down on her before releasing her hands. She just smiled and started hugging me, earning extra points by crossing her ankles behind my back. It was a. Especially not with natives.”“But I didn’t hurt him, Aunt Grace.”“It does not matter, Amélie. It is not done. You must understand this.”“Yes, Aunt Grace.”Amélie figured it would be easier to agree for now and worry about getting caught the next time. If there was a next time. As it turned out, her next fights were wrestling matches with Gérard. Until they entered adolescence they’d been pretty evenly matched, and for a year or two Amélie was taller than Gérard and usually had the upper hand. It. .. ?" Lynn stammered. She had no idea Peter was married. He wore no ring and never mentioned it."Yes," he continued, "Denise, you see, is not only lovely, she also has some very special charms. Denise," he said smiling, "why don't you show Lynn just how special you are."Again Lynn detected anguish in the eyes of the beautiful wife as she unhooked her dress and let it fall. The shimmering hose and ebony garter belt accentuated the black thong and bra which barely contained the luscious breasts..