I could see Ali pressing his crotch into Melissa and slowing grinding to the music. Melissa seem to respond by moving with Ali to his movements. At ti...es I think they forgot I was watching them, which made it even more exciting. Ali continued to kiss Melissa’s neck, each time moving closer to her cheek. As the song came to an end Ali held Melissa close, leaned over and kissed Melissa on the lips. He was just applying a bit of pressure on her lips and my wife responded by opening her mouth to. Ignoring the pink, violet and purple of the d?cor as best he could, he went to her closet. The top pole had had dresses, and some blouses and coats; the bottom had skirts, and a few more blouses, as well as a couple of one-piece swimsuits. He pushed all of them around, bottom and top... He went to the drawers."Jewelry, why did I look in this!? What's this one for, odds and ends? "...Bras and - nope, not here, either! ...Tights, little boxes of different colors and lengths of hose... Socks and. She lived opposite our flat.As always I am a guy who adores and worships women with huge butts and boobs. My policy is ‘the bigger the better and wetter’! Flora is an apt fit for anyone to lust, beauty and blouse and not to mention, boob and arse. She could not be any better. The incident I am gonna narrate now is when I was about 18, when both her son and me were on vacation after our exams. She had sent her children to her father’s place in Batinda and was alone at home. My parents go to work. This is nuts. Am I a lesbian? Am I bisexual? Maybe I am overthinking this? What is happening to me? I manage to talk. “I am at a loss to talk Bell. I am so confused. I feel I am walking on thin ice. Two years ago we met, you sat next to me, you talked to me, we found common ground. I felt so attracted to you, not just sexually but everything. Well, I have to admit your smell was intoxicating like nothing I had ever smelled before. It was overwhelming for a person who was used to running away.