Me bhi mast hone laga.itane me mere sare batan khol diya or mera shirt nikal diya ab me kuchh karta ish se pahele wo niche se meri baniyan ko uper kar...e gaye or kiss ke sath jiv bhi firane lage muje or bhi maja aane laga or me aap ne dono hath se bhabhi ka sir ke bal me ghumane laga wo dhire dhire karke meri baniyan mere pet ke upar tak kardiya or aap ni jiv meri nabhi me fira ne lage usj waqt muje laga ki me shvar log me hu muje bahot maja aaraha tha.wo meri tarah hi mere pure pet pe aapne. .wrong. It feltlike someone was thrusting into...... "Holy Shit!", he screamed in the voice of his wife Lisa as herealized that he WAS Lisa! Worse, not only was she having an affair....but Gerald was gettingfucked by that man! "Get OFF!", Gerald snarled while pushing the man off of his wife's,now his, body. "Lisa? What the hell is wrong!?", the man snarled while getting upoff the floor. "Just get out!", Gerald snapped while pushing the man out of thebedroom, "I never want. Sinfil nuzzling...her slit.my fingers... massaging her breasts....squeezing her hard. She had oral sex with me twice more as I twisted my toungue higher on her hips..breasts, and curls. Nipping her curls in a hot wicked kiss. Softly nuzzling her vagina with my lips. My fingers..twisting her curls and vagina gently. I twisted and circled my toungue higher up her wall. Turning in her. Gliding my toungue higher up her cunt and my fingers stroking her thighs. Grabbing her nipple gently. Twirling my. I woke up. I had to pee. Her side of the bed was empty. I wondered at that. Well, maybe she’d had to pee too. I looked at the clock on the dresser; it read 3:00 A.M. The bathroom door was open and it was dark inside. She hadn’t needed to pee. She wasn’t in our room at all. I called to her, but no answer. I grabbed my robe from the back of her vanity’s chair and slipped out of the room and into the hall. I looked over the bannister and down the staircase. There was a light on in the kitchen; I.