old pussy

At old pussy, I am not the jealous type but I was having strange feelings about the way my wife was acting. When we got home, we all drank more and soon slutty mom was openly flirting with John. John looked at me and I guess I missed my chance to condone her actions because he was flirting back and I was just watching the whole scene. My brain was saying,” Stop this. You are being a wimp.” but my body didn’t do a thing, just watched and truthfully was getting an erection watching June act like a cheating whore. He put on some music and began to dance for us, well mostly for John.

“I can dance like those girls,” old pussy was saying, her body swaying, her shapely legs kicked high in the air flashing her red panties. She looked hot for slutty moms. John was leering now. She looked our guest in the eyes and smiled, shaking her big breasts at him. She turned towards me and flipped her hair daring me to stop her. I couldn’t. She peeled off her clothes sensuously and danced around John. They were both in their own world as if I did not matter. She put one leg up on his shoulder and her pussy was inches from John’s head.