A few minutes later and he'd laid her down and was gently running his tongue over her nipples, I knew she'd be turned on, after a few more minutes his...hand moved down and was stroking the front of her knickers, she soon slightly parted her legs.After another few minutes she sat up and pushed Aron onto his back, pulling off his shirt she unbuckled his jeans, pulling them down his cock stood firm in his boxers, as she pulled them down out sprang a good 7", she soon moved down and started to lick. . Hey, that's a beautiful top you're wearing, where did you find it?" I asked trying to use my limited feminine charm to deflect the conversation away from talking about me behind my back!"Oh thanks Jen.. yes its pretty isn't it, I can't remember where I bought it, its nothing special but you can borrow it anytime if I can borrow that skirt!" Melanie laughed. I giggled with her. I found it easier and easier to maintain the feminine tone in my voice I found before. The trick was not to try too. Throughout this whole time while we were meeting one another I couldn’t help but check out her body. Even though it was underneath a jilbab, I could tell that she had a big set of boobs and a nice ass by the way she walked. After that meet and greet I fantasized about her but I knew I was getting ahead of myself because if her husband caught me with her I knew that he would kill me and her. A few days passed by and I was doing my workouts at home. As I was doing my pull ups with no shirt on I. My arms instinctively surrounded the feminine body pressed to mine. When my hands reached the front they found a pussycat’s paws quickly unbuttoning the buttons of the girl’s baggy pants and shirt. Talking about instincts, why my hands instinctively darted inside the tattered, oversized garments! The fingers of one hand cupped a well-rounded tit and began tickling a ripening nipple. My remanding hand’s fingers cupped a swelling feminine pussy then began fondling and flicking a stiffening,.