Phir woh shopping karke aayi aur hum waapas ghar ki tarah chal diye.Raste me mein jaan bujhkar kaske break maarta aur uske boobs mere peeth par chipak...jaate. Uske soft aur bade boobs ke touch hone se mera lund khada ho gaya aur excitement me mein zyaada break maarne laga. Woh samajh gayi aur usne kaha agar itna hi achaa lag raha hai toh bol do mein chipak kar hi baith jaungi itni mehnat kyun kar rahe ho. Maine kuch nahi kaha phir thodi der baad woh khud mere se bilkul chipak kar bath gayi aur. In fact, I would want to do so, more than anything, and that would become my sole desire.He had done this to give me opportunity to choose to do it or not, and to give me the opportunity to make whatever arrangements I wanted or needed to make beforehand, such as divorcing my husband.I delayed again. I wish now I had not. We exchanged several more emails for a couple of weeks, and then I didn’t hear from him and didn’t hear from him for weeks. So much time I had wasted, time I could have spent. "Dress for me, my sweet slut." Do it slowly and sensually." She complied with an erotic intensity that surprised me. I had her model my purchases, spin, and dance. I had her bend over and touch her ankles, as I adjusted her back seams, and playfully spanked her beautiful cheeks. I felt her throbbing wet pussy. I inserted two fingers, then had her lick them clean. I relaxed her tight back hole with some lube, and spanked her again."Now undress me my slut. Take your time, Touch me! Caress my. Sara burned a bit under her gaze; what was she thinking? “Urm, I need another towel,” Sara said, snapping Ally out of her gaze. Ally slowly closed the door and step towards the table. “I don’t mind if you don’t,” Ally said slowly. Sara shrugged nonchalantly, in truth she didn’t mind at all. She was aware of how hard her nipples were and just hoped Ally would assume it was because she was cold. Sara closed her eyes and lay back, wondering if she’d been a bit too brazen. She felt Ally slowly drip.