Determined to reap the rewards of the encounter, she feigned a possible sprained ankle by grimacing and holding out her hand for support.Ever the gent...eman, Mike showed genuine concern on his face as he allowed her to put her arm around his shoulder and walk slowly round the room, still clutching the towel which have having less and less effect the further they walked. Mike suggested that she should sit on his bed so that he could massage her ankle, and they made their way slowly to his room. Grabbing my stiff cock, you try to persuade it towards the hot, undulating wet delight you need satisfied. I climb between your legs, not removing my finger as I feel a tightening of the rigid walls inside your pussy trying to sneak in the climax you are audibly expressing.“Not quite there Katie,” I whisper as I feel you edging towards orgasm in that magical circle my cock craves. I pull on your swollen nipple and you grunt at the pleasure, wanting it all now.“Not yet.” I pull my finger back. I turn to look at my wife. So, she says, are you ready for round two? I don’t say anything but just smile. “Boy, somebody here looks like the cat that ate the cheese and all” “Honey, to get this smile off my face in the next ten years will take some effort. That was so good” Her hands are slowly moving across my chest and she smells so right. If only it was possible to stop time right now. “I think I could handle a round two. I’ll certainly make the effort” “Ah, such self sacrifice from my. Let’s come to the story which is about me and my ex-girlfriend Shaima (A virgin before this). She is beautiful, fair, 5’4” 32-26-34. This happened in august 2010. When I was studying in Punjab University. I met many time with Shaima prior this honey moon but we never had sex. Our program was fixed two day earlier and for two days. On the fixed day, in evening 7 pm we started from Chandigarh to Kasauli (Himchal Pardesh). As Kalka was famous that time for traffic jam in the evening. We stuck.