’ My fingers toyed with the long strands brushing her shoulders. ‘I definitely like your long, sand-colored hair.’ ‘More than my breasts?’...Anya asked. Even though I could not see her smile, I could practically hear the ends of her lips curling upward. ‘Perhaps,’ I admitted, slipping my hands down the front of my wife’s body, rhythmically squeezing her ample feminine swells through the flannel shirt. ‘Then again, perhaps now.’ Anya purred again, practically melting as I manipulated her. I moved to his neck, gentle kisses, soft nibbles. Down to his shoulder then his armpit, musky and sweet, my tongue running through his beautiful pit hair. I moved to his nipple and bit it. He moaned. I circled with my tongue, kissed it, sucked it. Now down to his belly. I wanted to get to his cock but I held back, instead slowly licking and kissing between his navel and the prize that awaited me.When I finally reached it his cock was throbbing and the pre cum was running off the head like a. I was reading some of my stories and began to finger myself. Rubbing my tits, make my nipples very hard. I took my bra off and laid it on the seat next to me. I love to see my nipples poke thru my shirt. I feel sexy when I see them.My pussy is getting wetter from seeing my sexiness thru my shirt. I'mtugging at my thong, pulling it to the side for full access to my wet pussy. Three fingers are deep in my pussy, when Mike pulled in the drive. I could see his questioning face thru the. Calling her a light weight and that. We was outside for about 5 minutes just talking a laughing, i think joseph was probably thinking what i was thinking, and that was mum was looking pretty hot.Her navy dress was down to just above her knees and the dress done wonders for her cleavage, was really revelling. 'im desperate for a wee' mum came out with. 'well go then' i said back. 'oh i cant be bothered to go back inside yet, nice this fresh air' 'im going to go round the back there' as she.