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50 Pounds Bet

... cheeks of her ass until she broke away from him and lay down on the floor once more. Again, she spread her legs wide, and again she rubbed her hand between her legs. This time, however, she was completely naked but for her high heels, and every single one of us could see she was sopping wet, her pussy hairs glistening, as she rubbed her clit. I watched in astonished excitement as my wife lay there, masturbating naked in front of a dozen men. I could tell she was nearing her climax, when suddenly the music finished and the audience erupted in applause and wolf whistles. I could see she wanted to carry on frigging herself, but if she did, the others would know it wasn’t all part of the act, so she stood up and smiled. It was obvious that she really enjoyed herself, and also that she was really seriously turned on by what she had done. The barman called her to the bar and handed her an empty pint jug. She looked at me quizzically and I beckoned her over. “That’s for tips. You go around to everybody one by one and they put money in the jug. ” “Oh, I see. That can’t be bad. And remember. You owe me fifty. ” She started to walk away from me towards the men standing at the bar when I called her back. “Hey,” I whispered. “You can put your clothes back on now. You don’t have to walk amongst them completely starkers you know. ” I saw her pick her thong up from the floor and put it on while I reached over to get the dress for her. However, instead of coming back to get the dress, she ...

... walked over to the bar, wearing nothing but her skimpy panties. She smiled at the two men standing by the bar and held the empty pint jug before her. They both smiled back briefly but concentrated their vision upon her naked breasts. They both reached into their pockets, producing a few pound coins, and one of them brushed his hand against her breast while he dropped the money in the jug. I wondered if she deliberately didn’t put the dress back on so that the guys could feel her up as she passed among them. As she went around the tables her jug started filling up with five pound notes and pound coins, and every single one of them pawed her ass or grabbed a quick feel of her tits as she stood smiling in front of them. None of them went too far, though I don’t know whether she would have tried to stop them anyway. As she made her way round the pub back towards me, I noticed her looking back at me, trying to gauge my reaction, as she spent longer and longer at each table, letting their hands linger over her body. When she reached the table next to me, she pulled it out a little so she could get closer to one of the men sitting there, who had long hair and an unshaven face. She made a little motion towards me, gesturing that he was the one who had accosted her earlier. His friends around the table had their hands all over her, as they deposited five pound notes in the jug. Then Suzy sat on the lap of the man she’d gestured about and said to him, “So, how much do you like my tits ...