“OH MY GOD! Alana! Ungh Ooooohhh… AHHHHH!” Her pussy leaking even more juices on to the bathroom floor, shudders running through her as her four...th orgasm of the night ripped through her pussy, making her buck against Alana’s firm hands, Alana kept pumping her two fingers into her dripping cunt, making even more of that slick pussy juice ooze out from Liza’s slit. When she was done, she could barely breathe, and she was shaking from how good it felt. “Holy shit, that was good.” She said. Steady but slow, I pushed, and felt her anal ring give.“Ooo-OOH!” Ashlynn said, she looked back, remained still for a moment, and again she nodded.I was absolutely OK with letting her think she was in control of this. That idea I had planted in her head was going to make this possible, I was sure, so again, I pushed forward. I felt her lower back push against my palm as her face reddened a bit and brow furrowed, but I held her still. ‘The door to the club’ was opening, and with a final. . attractive. She was the first woman Melissa could ever remember being attracted to, in that way.She shook her head. What was she doing? Her husband was lying in a hospital bed somewhere and she was fantasizing about a woman she barely knew. "Come on," she said, getting up and heading to the cars.If she hadn't been so worried about her husband or so disturbed by her burgeoning sexuality, she might've noticed the knowing look passing between her son and daughter-in-law.***********A HALF. Anyway, now we were there again, this time more mature and wiser. We watched people and people watched us. During the evening meal, we spoke of our passions and our fantasies, enjoying each other's company. The champagne had gone to our heads and I started teasing my wife by pulling the knot holding her top loose. It was like loosening a shoelace; the entire top became slack and brought more of her cleavage into view. I'm sure the waiters at the restaurant had seen it all before but were too.