He could feel her body tighten with the other hand, he stroked her ass. First across one cheek, then across the other. He lifted his hand away and as ...e did, she moved her hips into his waiting for the blow to fall on her ass. It didn’t come. She waited but it didn’t come and then she started to relax just a little and continued with the dance between their tongues. He released the grip he had on her arms and she relaxed a little more. They kissed for the longest time and she was now lost in. He moaned with pleasure as I deep throated him. Before he could cum again I stopped and told him to switch positions. I laid on my back with my big fat hard cock standing straight up. Kevin took my dick in his one hand and started to lick up and down my shaft. It felt good. Then he slowly sucked my head and part way down my shaft. After a few minutes he was taking half my dick in his mouth. His wife watched with a huge smile on her face. She was still rubbing her wet pussy. She told him how. No one ever did that for you?”“Only me, and it never felt like that.”“When you do it by yourself it’s called masturbation. When a woman. Wait! You like girls more than guys right?”“Yeah I like girls. I’m not gay.”“OK, I’m glad.” Tasha paused before returning to her lecture. “When you stroke it yourself, it’s called masturbation, when a girl does it for you it can be called that, but most call it a hand job. By the way, you shoot a lot.”Tasha began to lick the stuff off her hand. When she was. .??”. Still, no response. This time, I made a move and I was rubbing my hand on her back asking the same thing again and again. I could hardly sit on the same bed near her. I was running my hand in her hair asking her “Mujhe Batana Nahi Hai Kya..??”. At this time, she said nothing, but just waved her legs in the air lifting her gown and exposing some more upper part of legs with the sounds of her “Payal”. Now, my cock was breathing heavily inside. This time, I moved my hands over her beautiful.