I smoothed my hand upward to find a nipple which firmed to a height of two fingerbreadths. I brushed this with my fingers as gently as calluses from s...ord and lance can brush.Meanwhile, we kissed. She met my lips with closed lips, as befits a modest woman. She opened them to my tongue as befits an obedient wife. Beyond those chaste lips, however, there awaited a hot and hungry welcome. Her tongue met mine immediately. I slid mine under hers and tasted a sweetness to exceed honey. She withdrew. Unki aankhe nashili hone lagi. Dheere se unhone apne haath mere baalo me ferne lage, mujhe achha lag raha tha. Main unse sat kar let gayi. Mera chehra unki taraf tha, wo mujhe sulane lage, maine apna ek haath unke pairo ke upar rakh diya. Maine ek chadar oodhi hui thi jise unhone apne upar bhi daal liya.Unka ek haath mere baalo me aur ek haath mere haatho se hote hue meri peethe par tha. Ab wo bhi thoda sa meri taraf mud gaye. Ab mera chehra unke pet se sata tha. Aur unke haath ab peeth se aage. I wrapped my arms and legs around him our bodies pressed together as one being. He began sliding his hardness into me until it was seated deeply inside. He held there for a moment and waited as my body rippled with pleasure. I squeezed my vaginal muscles and flexed my abdomen, coaxing him to move with me. I needed him. I needed him to push and pull, hold me tighter, press into my body, kiss me, caress me and stare into my soul. I needed all that and I wanted to give all of that to him. All of. Slightly awkward to say the least, probably for them as well as for me. And then the show began. Maryanne walked in with a smile on her face and greeted our guests warmly. Three of the guys we knew from New Year’s Eve, and two we hadn’t met before. I could tell she was nervous and excited and anxious to get things going. She finished sipping the glass of wine she was holding, stood up and announced it was time to start the fun. She then proceeded to slowly and steadily remove every last.