I was no longer listening to what Hailey was saying, instead engrossed by what his hands were doing to my wife. He hadn't yet touched her n****e, but seeing it so clearly through the mesh, straining to escape the confines of the material, and so close to his fingers, he seemed far more erotic than if there had been no material at all.
Hailey continued to talk, but her voice was beginning to crack. Justin leant into her neck and kissed her just below her ear. She faltered as she sighed, but she continued on with the commentary.
The hand on her shoulder now moved to the back of her neck and, with a small movement, the material that had been taut with the weight of Hailey's boobs became slack.
The halter fell from her shoulders, exposing her boobs.
Kissing her on the neck, he slowly cuppe
