.Anjali boli mjhe chod do uncle …..Plz chor do …..Woh bola chorunga ni but chodunga meri jaan …….Or uske uper se hat gaya …….Woh pher door... ki trf bhagne lagi …..Phir chacha ne ushe bed pr fek dia …..Or khud k kpde utarne lage or nange ho gaye …..Or phr anjali ki trf gaya ….Or uske kpde utarne ki kosis krne lga ….Usne shots phne the …5 mint lage ushe anjali k kpde utarne me….Ab rum m woh dono nange the anjali bed k ek corne r m khadi thi nangi …Or uncle bed k niche …..Uncle bed pr gaye or ushe. .” she muttered to herself as she started piling items into my arms. I looked down to see a cheap blue plastic vibrator, a small black tapered butt plug, and a set of plastic fuzzy handcuffs.The store clerk was a girl in her early twenties. She was a short, skinny brunette with glasses and she meandered our way. Her name tag identified her as ‘Amelia’.“Anything you need help with?” she asked politely. Two girls and a guy stocking up on sex toys didn’t faze her in the least.“Hmmm...” Jess. "Honey, is ten ounces fine?" I asked my wife."Yes, the bigger the meat the better," she said, winking at the waiter, making my cock stir.Just after he turned to put in our order my wife excused herself to the bathroom. On her way back, I saw her slip a piece of paper into the waiter's pocket and whisper something into his ear."What did you say to the waiter?" I asked, once my wife sat back down at the table."Don't you worry about that, you'll find out soon enough," she said with a mischievous. ”Kitty takes me by the hand leading to the center of the room to the pole.I start following her moves stiffly at first, attempting to slide my hands on the pole and spinning around. I’ve taken gymnastics since I was a little girl and moving around the pole soon becomes easier. I see the people on the other couch kissing but I close my eyes to feel the beat of the music. Swaying and moving suddenly I feel a pair of hands on my hips. I open my eyes to see Kitty directly in front of me, she pulls.