. and yes, that might be awkward".I stepped forward so I could hug her. We used to hug whenever I was leaving her place after a session. The memories ...ame flooding back as I felt her tits rubbing against my chest as our hug became really warm and close. I placed a light kiss on her neck just below her earlobe - a special place that I had frequented previously.After we broke from our hug, we sat on the lounge to have a chat."I'm here to drop off an information pack that I have prepared for the. Amita began to squirm in her seat. The mischievous sounds emanating from my bed must have been arousing her as well. A half hour had now passed and Sunita and Anil were still going at it. The frequency and volume of their mutual pleasure increased steadily. Finally, we heard Anil yell out. “Oh, Sunita here it cums. You’re about to be fucking pregnant!” Amita and I stared quietly at each other as behind closed doors her husband poured his virile sperm into my wife.My cock begged for relief as we. In the water and in that position it slowed our gyrations slightly but in that position we moved in and out of each other. I constantly gave her back my attention. I knew she was dying to turn around to kiss me. She wanted to turn around because I was driving her to climax. However I had full control of the situation. I felt her body tense and she came down on me really hard a few times moaning and yelling in pleasure and I felt the charge of an orgasm shake though her body. I let her sink. By that time the pain was starting to cut through her arms and shoulders, she started to really strain. Still, the quest for pleasure in the passion, pleasure that was out there but she could not reach, was a real goal for her. There were tears but also sincere desire as she worked with me. Her body begged me to go on even if she did not have the words. Finally it came, her body wrenched and writhed as she climaxed for the second time with her ass around my cock. This time all she could do was.