Ana wants to be a salsa dancerMy sweet Ana had started to take classes in salsa. She said every Latin woman would learn such a wonderful hot rhythm. She even tried to drag me with her; but my schedule was really busy and I also had been always a lousy dancer; so I declined the idea…After many classes, Ana said she needed a new skirt for dancing; so I offered to go with her to the shopping mall and purchase something nice.The next afternoon we finally ended in a small store for salsa stuff. The owner was a filthy old man, with some Turkish appearance…His dirty eyes lit up when he stared at my wife’s body from up and down.My sensual babe was wearing a short black tight pullover and a long, loose gypsy skirt, leaving her navel bare. She was standing on a couple of very sexy stilettos…The old man stood up and came around to us and suddenly put his arm around my wife’s waist, pressing her exposed flesh with his dirty fingers.Ana told him she was looking for a nice salsa outfit…He dragged my sexy wife to a changing room and pushed her inside, handing her a cheap looking short skirt to start with. When Ana came out, she looked like a cheap street hooker and the old man stared at her very seriously. Ana’s long legs looked wonderful in that short skirt…Before I could react, the old man walked over me, roughly pushing me aside and proceeded to push the bottom part of that skirt much lower….so low that the top of her shaven pussy lips almost peeked out…Anita stood there a little shocked and embarrassed by this dirty old man’s handling of her curvaceous body. He even touched briefly her navel and down to her snatch.The old man seemed to get very aroused at his control over my wife. Then he ordered her to roll her nice little belly for him and show him how she could dance salsa…Ana looked at me; but I was speechless.I just nodded to her, signaling it would be fine to show her skills to this man.With that, my sexy wife began to undulate her illegal bahis fine round hips right there in the dimly lit filthy shop. She shook her nice boobs, which were loose under the tight pullover.The old man then slapped her buttocks as if I was not there in the room….Then he ordered Ana to put her hands behind her head, to let him massage her round hips. Ana looked briefly at me; but she followed his instructions and stood there with her hands behind her head; her boobs thrust out…The old man commenced rubbing my wife’s soft hips right in front of me…Then his hand also covered her belly, just close to her barely exposed labia.Ana closed her eyes and suddenly she let out a soft moan.Without stopping, the man asked her if she liked his touch. Ana moaned a yes with her eyes still closed.The man kept on rubbing my wife’s bare belly. Suddenly he stopped and stared directly at her covered boobs. He ordered her to take out the tight pullover and show him her nice round tits.Ana stared at him open mouthed and then she looked at me…Again I did not know what to say. I was amazed about the power of this filthy old man had over Ana and me…I nodded again to my wife, waiting to see her nice firm loose tits.My wife reached around behind her and pulled that cloth over her head, revealing her incredible round melons to that old man…She tried to cover her huge brown erected nipples from the gaze of the smiling filthy old man.He grunted, his hand seeming to rub a huge bulge in the front of his trousers. I looked down, thinking this bulge could not be a penis…Then he ordered Ana to drop her hands and show him what she got.This time my wife was speechless and she very slowly lowered her hands to her sides, leaving her boobs thrust out. Then he ordered to shake her boobs for him. As she did as ordered, I could notice a dark wet spot on his trousers, right about at the point where the huge bulge ended.Then his filthy hands reached out, rubbing, illegal bahis siteleri kneading and weighing the soft fleshy melons in front of him. Anita closed her eyes again, moaning and letting him pull and roll her dark nipples in his fingers…Suddenly, the man pulled down his trousers and hugged my wife to him. I was behind him, so I could not quite see what he was doing, but there was a look of wide eyed amazement on my wife’s face. The bastard now was moving forward his hips, as if his was dry fucking my wife…After a few seconds, he turned around and what I saw really amazed me.In front of his fat, hairy belly there was a long fat cock that looked like a horse. It was dribbling pre cum in a long thick rope.I looked at my wife and saw the same wetness all over her bare belly.My own dick was rock hard in my pants by now as the old man grew more dominant and he ordered Ana to bend over for him…Ana cried and tried to resist his advance; but the man slapped her face.Then to my amazement, Anita dropped the cheap skirt to the floor and stood there naked in front of the ugly old man.She looked at me; she smiled as she mouthed the words “I love you” and then went over to a table, bending over as she was ordered.The man laughed as he went over to her.The bastard looked at me; then commenced to rub and massage all over my wife’s naked body… Then he ordered me to watch as he fucked my wife.There was little I could do. I was mesmerized by the size and power of this man’s cock…He was really huge and thick. So thick that he was having trouble trying to get it into my wife’s shaven soaking wet slit.Then he yelled at me to come over and help him. So I got closer and took his heavy dick in my hand. I could feel it pulsating between my fingers.I opened Anita`s pussy lips and pushed about three inches of that monster cock into her wet cunt…My sweet wife grunted, complaining it was too big.The old man put his hands under her canlı bahis siteleri body, holding her flat belly and suddenly thrust about four inches more into her…Ana screamed in pain this time, begging him to stop. She was crying…She stood and again bent over, as the filthy old man’s hands were caressing her soft belly and he had now about eight inches of cock buried in her tight pussy. He had at least another three inches yet remaining outside.Three times he did the same thing, lifting Ana by her belly and shoving another inch into her, until his huge dick went in with no trouble.He looked at me and the bastard began to fuck my wife in earnest.The sound of fucking filled the shop, his hairy dirty fat belly slapping against my wife’s full round bottom. Ana was moaning and crying in pain sometimes.The bastard also moaned as he pumped my wife’s cunt with no mercy. Soon Anita started to moan and cry out in pleasure too.I took out my hard penis and began to rub it for all I was worth. Suddenly, he announced he was feeling his ejaculation on its way.Then I begged him not to cum inside Ana’s vagina; she was not in the pill on those days. But the bastard again just laughed. Worse of all, it was Ana who answered by herself, whispering she wanted him to cum inside her womb…The man held my wife by the waist and grunted in ecstasy again and again as he poured his sticky semen into her womb. It squirted out a few times, landing in thick white puddles on the dirty floor of his shop.The old man stopped thrusting and pulled back, his long thick cock flopping softly down as it left my wife’s wet slit with an audible funny sound.Ana`s pussy lips were now swollen and red; some thick sperm was running out of her stretched cunt. She looked at me and cried in tears, saying she was sorry, but she had enjoyed every second of that merciless fucking.The old bastard smiled at me as he pulled up his trousers. Then he went to the cash register, where he checked the price of the cheap skirt Ana wanted to purchase.We left that filthy place. Ana had trouble to walk straight; she confessed her abused cunt was very sore. But then she joked, saying that her whole body would be not so sore when dancing salsa…