I lay still, petrified in case I embarrassed myself by coming but the touch of a woman’s hand had me on the edge of blowing my load. Her thumb found...my cock end and started to massage my pre cum in to the smooth head, that was when I grunted and jumped them started to come. Torrent after torrent flowed from my cock end to under her thumb and I could feel it trickling down the full length of my shaft as she wanked my cock dry. I lay still not saying a word and not wanting to disrupt her or get. She kissed me so tenderly and my hard rod could feel the heat coming from her cunt as my cock was trapped between us and I could also feel her pubic hair pushing against my dick as we lay there kissing.Her tits were now squashed between us and her nipples pressed against mine and I could not believe that my aunt Tina was here in bed with me kissing me I raised my arms and placed them around her and pulled her tight against me and she gave out a soft mmmmmmmmmmmmm as I did so and she started to. Why bondage in water? Some of you are likely pondering this question. Actually my wife and bondage partner, Francine, and I never were bondage enthusiasts. We tried bondage once in our brass bed, finding it lacked erotic appeal for us both. Our water-filled bondage fantasies began quite innocently. One day, Francine was in the shower, washing her soft curvaceous body. I stood at the sink, naked, as I finished shaving. "Honey would you mind sponging off my back?" Francine asked. "I can't quite. The shiny purple head would stare at me beckoningly and my face would be drawn towards it by an irresistible force. As my mouth drew close my lips would part and close in on the base of your cockhead. At that first magical contact your whole body would shudder from head to toe and you would let out a gasp of excitement.I am now sliding my lips down your hot pulsing shaft, trying to reach right down to the hilt, but oh! your cock is so big that the head is pushing right down my throat making it.