As I finger your pussy we do our best to carry on chatting. You cannot believe how naughty you are being. The thought that you might be seen feels exc...iting to you. A waiter comes over and asks us if we would like another round of drinks. I calmly carry in fingering you as I say yes please to the waiter. This is too much for you and I feel you cum all over my fingers. I pull my fingers out. As I do you grab my hand and lick your fingers clean. After a couple more drinks you lean over and whisper. I often say that she has a smile that the sun could learn how to shine from. Perhaps her most interesting quality is her wit about her that keeps you on your toes.All in all, my wife would be perfect if it weren’t for her exhibitionist tendencies. That’s right, she loves showing off – and not just her smile and legs. She would wear short skirts with no panties and spread her legs at restaurants and bars, or don loose low-cut shirts with no bra and bend over so the people around us could take a. . I didn't recognize myself. ThereI sat, spread eagle with a ball gag keeping me silent. I had long curlyred hair that came down to my shoulders, I still had my five-o-clockshadow and I was hairless below the neck. The pussy between my legs waswide open and leaking cum. And finally something caught my eye near mywaist line... 'Is that a tatto of a... rose?" Gotta admit, not something to write mom about..." she said as shemockingly shook her head.'Like you can talk, you fucking gorilla' I. “Oh. I so wanted to touch you in these.”“I’m going to need to keep an eye on you tonight...”I continue to press and squeeze.“I need to go to the bathroom.”“OK. Do you want me to get up?”
“No. That’s OK. I’ll just climb over you. Can you put my shoes back on?”I put the shoes on her bare feet. We don’t bother with the socks, and she’s off to the bathroom.She returns with a coy look and goes back to her position and drapes her legs over mine. I am thankful that she is rather thin and light.“My.