My brain and bladder where having a debate about whether or not I should get up to use the restroom. I was lying next to my husband, who was snoring s...ftly while I couldn't get back to sleep. I was ready to give my bladder what it wanted when he rolled over in his sleep and I felt a strange sensation.I glanced down to see the tips of his fingers teasing my left nipple through my night shirt. Hoping he was awake and this was some gentle foreplay, I looked over at him. In the dim lights of the. Panting for air, he noticed his cock remained fully erect. The throbbingof his heart hadn't ended. Smeared with his cum, he slid his hand up hisshaft again. Masturbating was something he kept from doing too often. Itmeant he didn't last with some of the ladies that he enjoyed. But, todaydidn't seem to matter. He couldn't stop himself from rubbing his memberup and down. His fingers twisted around his engorged member. Littledriblets of semen pushed out of his tip to dribble onto his hand.His pace. I caressed her ass for a few more seconds, then slid my hand under the hem of the sweater, and onto the warm flesh at the top of her thigh, just where the leg met her pelvis. My index finger was no more than an inch away from her pussy, and I felt her freeze at the realization that I might touch her there. With deliberate slowness, I moved the finger toward her centre, feeling her delicate folds slide by. She gasped when she felt my touch, and again when my finger began to separate those folds,. As she put the cup down beside him, she forced herself to say, "Here you are, darling," and he smiled up at her.Standing facing him, she was very aware that she was naked except for the panties, and that her ass was still stinging. She sat down opposite him, wishing he had asked for a drink instead of coffee, and wondering if she dared get herself a drink without his permission. She sat and listened attentively, trying to ignore the continuing pain in her ass."I have explained to you some of.