”“Perfect,” he thought, “the upgrade is working better than I expected.”He stepped behind her and pushed her so she was leaning over the bac... of the couch. Her hairy bush was exposed in all its glory to his view and he was secretly thrilled to see the pubic hair spread all around to fringe her anus. He would attend to that some other time was his thought as he took his rigid cock in hand and positioned himself against the inviting red slash that was dripping a welcome. He knew that he would. I steeled myself for the move, determined to be as smooth a lover as I could be, and popped my face off his cock, looked him in the eye and whisked my shirt up and off, flinging it across the room. I was now completely nude, kneeling between this man's legs, and quickly reacquired that rigid object of my affections. As I fellated him with renewed vigor, I allowed my hands to roam up his body, under the hem of his tank top, which he quickly removed and tossed aside.It seemed nastier to slide my. I couldn’t hear what they were saying to each other but imagined it in my head. Although I was far enough away from them not to be seen, I could plainly see by now that both boys had erections pushing at their trunks. I was just sorry my wife couldn’t see them. I’m sure she would have loved the view. The boys by now were standing at my wife’s feet, still looking around furtively. One of them was rubbing his cock through his trunks. Some comment passed between them and they seemed satisfied. And then, out of the blue the whole thing ignited in a manner totally unexpected. One rainy morning, with the bus packed, with me seated, I felt someone very lightly placing his private part against my shoulder. After some time it was not so lightly and it became firmer. Again after some time I felt movement as if the guy is being moved by the movement of the bus. This is one way how guys rub women.I told myself here goes a rub session and opened my handbag and rummaged inside pretending to.