It's Sunday, The weather is wonderful, it's really the first day that begins to feel summer, holidays, and everything that goes with it! We wake up early with my husband, cuddles, caresses, my darling without much premise takes me quickly doggy style, he squirts ..., one or two slaps on my buttocks ..., a 69 of the most naughty, we take pleasure ..., and hop, a breakfast, a shower…, a pipe in passing under it…, and as planned, we go to the market…. Well, all that, in two hours anyway !!! I put on my jeans skirt and for the first time in months, I go out with bare legs: it's hot and my legs aren't very tanned. I want to feel the air on my legs. I put on a sublime black lace thong, my bare breasts are free, a little thin summer sweater. My husband loves to see my small breasts swinging freely, the nipples pointing through the mesh: my little 90 A of the most firm and natural is a pleasure to see and touch, all making a lot of envious and envious !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!He compliments me, tells me lots of sweet words, rascals, even pigs ...: mixing everything, he still wants to take me there now, before going to the market, and slips his hands under my skirt, already his index finger wonderfully triturate my wet pussy and start fingering me hard! He nibbles my neck and whispers: "Come, come, I want ..., come, I'll take you standing there ..., from behind ..." Despite the excitement that rises quickly, I release myself, I put on my panties and skirt in place while refusing him his proposal. I like to deprive him a little of his desire, the result is even more masterful. I therefore refuse, on the pretext of a lot of things: • "No, we're going to the market, we're going to take advantage of the good weather, afterwards ... maybe if you are wise we will have fun as you want," and I will go out the door.He looks a little upset but is already wriggling. I know he already has a naughty idea in his head, we walk around the house and immediately he leans over me, wedges me against the wall and raises my skirt…, I try to push him away but he is no longer strong that me and my thong slips with a sure gesture and while pretending to refuse, I raise my feet one by one so that he takes off all the same, and stuffs it in my bag. From time to time, he plays games with "getting rid" of a pair of panties just before leaving the house, or "invites" me or I decide not to wear anything underneath, without any apprehension! Here we are already in the street, I feel the wind on my legs, but also on my vulva. I just had my pussy waxed completely, the feeling is delicious, I have the impression of being naked in the street. This feeling of freedom puts me in a beautiful state of excitement, that I am soaked in a few minutes. The city crossed, we find ourselves in the middle of the Sunday crowd on this charming market, while several times discreetly my darling slipped his hand on and even under my skirt, delicately ..., deliciously, without even pushing him away, me sticky, rubbing against him ... This little "libertine delusion" pleases me, excites me, ignites me! many times, he whispers to me that he loves to see me, to know me like this!We buy fruit and vegetables, the cart he pulls is full of food, then my husband suggests that I go for a drink on the terrace of a cafe. Like young lovers, I hold him tenderly, rub myself against him, show him all my love that I have for him. He takes a lemon Perrier and I a coffee. The sun warms us, I'm good, relaxed. We are talking about things and others. Time passes, soft and quiet. Not for a second do I expect what will happen. My darling slips his hand between my thighs and says to me in a firm but naughty way at the same time: • "Now my love, I would like you to accept my proposal". My heart is racing, and pushed by I do not know who or what, like an automaton, I lean towards him lovingly and whisper to him: • Decent or indecent proposition…? • Indecent… !!!And taking in a whirlwind, in love that I am, I whisper to him without thinking much several huuuuummmmmm…., Ouiiiiii…. !!! • "Do you see the young man, alone on the terrace on the other side with his cell phone?" » •« Yes » •« He's been checking your legs for a while now, show him a little more of yourself ?! » • “What? » •« Spread your thighs and show her your sublime little pussy: first part of indecency !!! » I hesitate a little, his hand presses my thigh… « Go accept…, obey! » "Uh, uhhhh yes, ooouuuiii". The word "obey" said in this way completely unsettles me and, as is often the case, I become the most docile, obedient, manageable at will ... I look in the face towards which man I should "show myself", I spot a young youngster looking haggard, dumbfounded by these visions certainly, and his eyes do not actually leave my legs, he is concentrated on the bottom of my skirt. and try to see below. I turn slightly in his direction and spread my thighs, taking the time, I want to see the moment when he will understand his luck millimeter by millimeter ... My knees move away from each other, that's it, the stranger understands, he looks up, looks at me in amazement, then looks at my man, barely a few tenths of a second, and his gaze falls back under my skirt. My thighs are now wide open with my skirt pulled up very high on my thighs, my darling slides his hand along them, and discreetly all the same, his fingers are positioned on my sex offered and he spreads my lips, large then small, I have my vulva wet in the air, I feel totally vulnerable and fragile. I feel like I'm soaked, the stranger is squirming in his chair, he probably has a hell of a stick, he must be tight in his jeans. • "It's too good my love ... come on let's go, let's go, I won't have more ..." I tighten my thighs, I want to go home and get fucked hard, and can't stand it anymore , I tell him. He pays for our drinks and we head h ...

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