"Play it again please, from the top."Once again after the opening he pats my thigh but leaves his hand there. Damm, I am starting to get a boner and i... my excitement, I make a mistake. "Oops" I say, and he squeezes my leg & says "stop, let's take it again from the top". I start again. Wtf, his hand is now rubbing up and down on my leg. I look at his crotch and see that his bulge has grown. Aha, I think, he too has a boner.His hand has rubbed my crotch a few times in his wanderings up and down. I was not going to stop her though. This was a side of my wife I had never seen before, but I was hoping that it was in there. I had not stopped bouncing from flopping down before she was tugging at my basketball shorts and they came flying off. I was not wearing underwear so now I was growing before her. I went to look down but before I could even lift my head, I felt her mouth pull my entire cock in. Her warm saliva was heavenly on my shaft. She dropped her face down to my pelvis. She had. She is sweet, considerate,compassionate, but, has a truly Dominant side that she is exploring sinceleaving her old life behind her in New York State. Sarah was part of amotorcycle gang called the Blood Pagans and basically was a slave to herboyfriend, Butch. He sold her into prostitution, drugs, and destroyed heryoung life from the time she was fifteen, until Butch was killed in amotorcycle accident, and Sarah escaped to start her life over at twentynine years of age. She is now on a mission to. Perhaps the stranger had realized it at the same time as he started cupping my bare butt through my saree and started running his fingers along the crevice. In spite of my long tired day, I was beginning to get excited. The one thing I noticed was that the person standing behind me (whoever that was?!!) was too short. He was only to my shoulder level I guess. He rested his other hand on my bare waist. His hand was surprisingly soft and tender. Hi left hand was resting at the area where I had.