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He opens the door and tells me to leave first. I try my best to scoot past him but since there wasn't much space ended up brushing the front of my thighs against his as well as my abs against his.
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Feeling her sexy thighs jiggling against mine and her shapely breasts bouncing against mine, fill the mix to form a tent in my shorts.
I stay behind, in the restroom door watching her walk, wondering if her sexy thighs will manage to flex and become unyielding or if they didn’t have enough time to rest and will jiggle noticeably.
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I try my best to flex my legs on the way back to my seat, but as they are still a bit tired only manage to slow down their jiggle a bit.
As I enter my seat I wonder where he went, but after only less than a min of me being settled I see him coming down the aisle... With a more than noticeable tent.
He finally enters his seat. I try not to make it too obvious that I know, but I can't seem to take my eyes off his tent.
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I proudly walk to my seat knowing that my sexy wife caused the tent and I shouldn’t be ashamed of it. The moment I sit, I notice my wife’s eyes fixed on my tent, without a word, I take her hand and place it on top of my tent, dropping my hand on her tired thigh, I smile as I feel the most sensual jiggles: “You caused it, it belongs to you. Do as you will.” I grad and shake her thigh, slowly caressing her quads all the way down to her knee.