I’d tilt her towards me like a fruit machine. I'd kiss her neck, with butterfly kisses, stitching together all the things I wanted to do. She liked ...hat. And because she liked it I liked it. But we had to be sensible the toast was getting cold. I had one simple rule. I'd never lie to her, unless it was completely necessary. We were friends. That was it. She'd make a bed up for me in her flatmates old room, which was now the living room, pulling down cushions from the settee, hunting out bits. Naha rahi thee kaafi deir ke baad aunty ne duwaja khola aur mujhe under aane ki kaha.uss time unn ka beta tution per gia hua thaa.jeb mein ne saman under kamre me rakh dia tu aunty ne mera shukria ada kia aur muje cold drink pene ko dene lagi lekin achanak unn ka haath slip ho gia jis ki waja se meri pent gilli ho gai.wo preshan ho gai .aunty ne muje fori tor per bath room baij dia aur amna dupatta muje dia take mein iss ko pehen ker bahir aajaoun.lub mein duppta bandh ker bahir aaia tu aunty. "Oh hey, we were just finishing up date night, you know, about to go home to the family." The man said to me. The woman looked for something to cover herself with but gave up and used her hand to cover her pussy and the other for her boobs. "Look, we are married, nothing bad is going on." She said. I had already seen everything, her plump tits and nice thick dark bush surrounding her gaping pussy. The two looked at each other and whispered something and then the man turned to me and said "you. Ginny was now recovered enough to watch my wife suck her hubby’s cock, so she twisted round and began to lick his nipples, I took my opportunity and slipped my cock into her tight snatch and began to fuck her. I could see what was coming, or perhaps I should say cumming? Ginny’s husband visibly relaxed as he concentrated on the sensation of my wife’s mouth and tongue on his cock as his wife teased his nipples. Newbie was also building his pace and Mrs B’s mouth jerked on the cock she was.