Her hair was tied in a bun with a stick.I just remove the stick and throw it aside within a second her long black hair are loose. She put her hands on...my waist and her tongue start playing with my tongue with in 2 minutes we were in tight hug then I again start sucking her earlobes and moving my fingers in her hair and meanwhile pressing her ass with my left hand,I can hear her heavy breaths while sucking her ears I enter my hand in her suit and reached on her back and start rubbing. She was. It was fine with me; this was the kind of food I had grownup on.Before too long, I heard the front door, and a cheery, "Honey, I'm home."I briefly wondered if every television husband used that greeting; but myflash of sarcasm was quickly overwhelmed by a warm, happy, secure feelingthat I recognized as a wife's love for her husband. I took off my apron, andtook a moment to check my hair, before heading out to give him a cheerygreeting. I put my arms around his neck and looked up into his eyes. My mouth closed with a soft click. She smiled up at me. "I'm Cindy, by the way." She offered a hand. I scooted over and shook it. With a bravery I didn't normally feel, I moved aside a vacuum and sat next to her. I was careful not to sit too close and I was sure to place her between me and the door. I may have felt unusually brave, but caution still came naturally to me. I didn't want to frighten her again. My heart beat quicker despite the foot between us. She stared at the opposite wall for a. I pulled it out and rubbed it on her clit and again put it in. She closed her eyes and kissed me in pleasure. I slowly fucked her for some time and then rammed her quick for about ten mins. She was wriggling and kissing me. She moved her hip rhythmically which I enjoyed very much. Each time I went in deep, she moved her hips to have a deep effect. I cannot explain how exciting was to receive the same level of response from her.After some time I asked her to come on top of me and she started.