Steve was mesmerised by this act…he watched the honey dribble onto her breast and form into a pool above her nipple. Lizzie handed him the bottle to...put on the bedside cabinet. He never let his gaze stray from her breast as he did so. Lizzie then let her breast fall to its natural position. Steve fondled it being careful not to touch the honey….It’s stickiness keeping it in place just above her nipple. He was about to lean forward and gather up her nipple in his mouth when it started to flow.. On her way back to the house, Melissa had to stop two times to finger herself. Once in a gas station bathroom and once in McDonald’s. By the time she arrived home, her husband had already started packing for his trip.The thought of him leaving and being away for almost a whole week had her all worked up again. But she knew she had to keep her lusts at bay, to take deep breaths and try to act as normal as she possibly could. She had even managed to act as if she didn't look forward to being. After a couple of months that her husband had expired, I thought of leaving a condolence message myself and so I did on facebook. She replied the very next hour and we got to chatting. It was great as she sounded feeling much better and was fine.We didn’t flirt at all. Though I started to get thoughts in my head, I controlled. After a day or two we switched to whatsapp and came to agreement that we won’t talk about us being friends with anybody as it would become a fuss in the society and so we. I said “That depends how good you are!”She suddenly pulled down my shorts and grabbed my cock. She said “God you ARE horny, it’s really hard”I said “Yes, put me out of my misery”She laughed and started to massage my cock, while I played with her big tits. We had been teasing each other for years with sexual references and flirting and now something was finally happening.She dropped her left hand to my balls and held them, squeezing them while she jerked me.I knew I would only last a few minutes.