She could feel his heart beating, feel the heat radiating from within, feel the passion as his lips captured hers. Gently, he nibbled her lips till sh... parted them. His tongue ventured forth, searching her mouth for her tongue. The journey had begun. His hands moved to Sarah’s arse, pulling her to his semi-conscious cock. Sarah’s hands moved down his back, her nails leaving a visible trail where they had been. Cupping his butt in her hands, Sarah began to massage his flesh. Pulling and. Then her second, her third, and so forth. Christina was happily bi-sexual and enjoyed sex with her husband, but found the times with Donna far more fulfilling. She came out of her shell and began dressing more provocatively, with far more panache than she had before. Christina’s friends began to compliment her and she mentioned this to Donna.“Everyone’s saying how sexy I look,” Christina said, her long legs were in Donna’s lap as they watched TV one afternoon. She was wearing stiletto heels. She liked necking with him, and had even gone so far as to let him play with her titties; she sat in the livingroom and blushed at the remembrance of that incident. The Sunday before she'd been out in his father's cruiser, sunbathing with Clyde beside her, and they'd began kissing, kissing until she'd felt the hardened bulge in his swim trunks against her thighs. She remembered his strong but gentle hands on her bikini top, and how after a while she'd made no attempt to stop him from undoing. She asked me what happened I said all then she asked should she massage my leg I said no but she said its okay so I asked her to do.Firstly I was wearing a three fourth trouser she put some oil on her hand then started massaging my leg I was feeling something different her massage was I don’t know how to tell she was perfect then after sometime i asked her to move upThen she came towards the thigh and started massaging. People you won’t believe the touch of her hand made my tool stand straight.