Cindy let out a gasp; Sean's hand rubbed between her thighs. It seemed like I had transformed both our families into sex fiends. My sister's hand rubb...ed at my crotch, her lips kissing my neck as Sean pulled our teenage maid into his lap, and aggressively kissed her.Mary shifted in her seat. "All my careful work is going to get ruined," she muttered, then shrugged. "Oh well, I'll just cast an illusion on myself." She had become quite proficient with the Ashan spell, and sometimes like to play. She nodded hastily and her hair bobbed with the movement."Can you show me... ?" I left the question hanging. Letting her assume what I wanted.She looked over toward a row of videos, "Joey, I'm going to setup one of the booths for a customer. Watch the counter, please." I was surprised by her accent. It wasn't a southern drawl that I had heard so much over the last few days, but completely foreign. Maybe German or possibly Russian? I could find out.Looking around to where Yvonne had when she. I tell her he doesnt know that you will be spending the night so he is in for a big surprise , we arrive and he is waiting in in the lobby says lets get going we need to get over to the Galleria and buy you an outfit for the night he Thanks me for allowing Marie to accompany him since it was last minute , " I tell him she is your wife for the night " while grinning, so I leave her there with him and I go on back home.I knew it was going to be a long night for me with the thought that my wife. He concealed his smug grin with an elaborate eyebrow lift and a motion towards the table. Shall we, my dear?’ The waiter was unfortunately less successful at concealing his amusement, a slight chuckle escaping from beneath his carefully groomed mustache, although he did take a careful look at her ass moving to and fro as she moved in the curve-fitting black dress. She glared at the waiter, and the waiter quickly motioned them to follow and lead them to their table. The table was, of course,.