He went to work methodically and she loved every bit of it. When she rolled over on her back she whispered "no need to leave out my breasts this time"...He nodded, but nevertheless took his time to get to them - again starting with her feet and working his way up over her stomach and ending up performing the magic with his tongue on her throat under her ear while rolling and squeezing her nipples with his fingers. Her climax was explosive and kept rolling over her, setting of rhythmic. My dick was touching her stomach. She was saying me “i want to feel this dick till my boobs, show me ur mardangi and move it more and more inside” with every stroke i was reaching newer and newer depths. While doing so i took hold of one of her boobs and started pressing. She turned back and started smooching and exchanging saliva. Oh fuck what a feel it was! I fucked her hard she was acting like some unsatisfied soul i fucked her harder and she started enjoying and sweating and her pussy was. The dribble swelled into a yellow river of pure relief, leaving my toes tingling as my penis returned to a flaccid state."That was fascinating, I've never seen a boy urinate before," Star said in a quiet voice.Modesty wasn't a priority in the design of the bathroom, showers and walls were tiled and open, as were the toilets. Privacy was non-existent."He's not a boy, he's a man," Alice said, as she corrected her daughter's choice of nouns.I turned my head to see Alice behind me toweling her hair. He edged himselt with an uncanny expertise. A cuck's expertise. Seeing this man push in to his wife gazing at his muscled butt and hearing her low guttural moan was just amazing.Carlos grinned enjoying the sweet rapture of giving a woman what she doesn't get from the man she married. He had heard his friends and coworkers brag about such couples but wasn't sure they weren't telling lies. He had dreamed of this lie and even masturbated to it. But he was now living that fantasy. And Karen was.