Sensing no protest, both of us pulled her nighty off her body. Good God, she was not wearing any thing underneath and her marble like gori body was sh...mmering in the dim light. We were now impatient for more action and started caressing her thighs and boobs. Raju tu utar aur saamne aa kar khara ho. (Raju you get down and come in front of me) He complied meekly and she kneeled on her hands and legs and told me to get behind her. I took my position behind her hips, my rampant cock in hand. Chal. The ultimate extension of his simple statement at brunch on a Saturday long past that her rings, her Greg rings, were still in the jewelry box was now on the table. I have serious deep thinking ahead into who and what am I and what is marriage. My love for this woman and her love for me demand I look at every angle, every nuance. Can I live with our situation being more formal for Laura? What about my relationship with Artsy? Geez Louise now I am three people with Mrs. Patron on the side and. As I edged him closer and closer, building the intensity of his pleasure higher and higher, there were times where he grabbed my head and was fucking my face even deeper than I was able to do on my own! I knelt back lower to the floor after a minute or two of those time, allowing his cock to pull out of my mouth. He was breathing hard like he had been running a race. When he settled down a little, it started all over again.I don't have any idea of the time that had passed. It seemed timeless.. Hes not the gym type. He believes in getting fit through sport. We have a really good relationship and hes thought me everything. About girls, puberty, masturbation, hes an open book to me. Hes basically been my father-figure since my mom and dad split years ago. Not that my dad wasnt around, but after the divorce, he said it was us against the world. My mom and dad separated when I was 5. My dad never remarried and lives in New Jersey. Hes a teacher. My mom remarried to Benjamin, who is pretty.