The long, slender vibrator felt wonderful as she skillfully penetrated me with it, all the while kissing and nibbling on my entire body. I enthusiasti...ally returned the favor and we spiraled up and down countless times, laughing and giggling all the while. We decided to continue this thrilling new relationship secretly but after about a month our carpool buddy Linda began to suspect something was developing between Tamara and me. A lingering touch on the arm or neck, a caress of the face…it. You turned me around so that my back was against your chest, and rubbed my clitoris until I had my own orgasm. That’s the way I masturbate, but it felt a lot better when you did it. You told me, ‘This is what your mother and I did together before and after we got married. Our wedding night twenty years ago was the first time we made love with anyone. I have been faithful to her ever since’. Mom told me the same thing, Dad. I think that’s wonderful.” “I guess I’m not so immoral. His hands moving nimbly, like a conductor in front of a full orchestra ensemble. Gathering the ingredients to produce a masterful piece. Pinching the salt. Grinding the pepper. Tossing the meat. Pouring the sauce. Dripping the olive oil for the pasta. The smell of his cooking permeates the entire kitchen. As I stand there, captivated by his moves, my gaze slowly moves from his arms to his shoulders, down to his torso and rest on his hips. His jeans hangs deliciously on his hips. It makes me. She sat back down and I picked up another card from the deck. A king. Sighing she drew a five and swung her legs round to remove her training shoes. Neither of us spoke as I drew a jack. She followed with a nine. ‘So close,’ I said in fake sympathy. Nicky curled up her nose half grinning and stood up. She turned her back to me and moved her hands to the waistband of her black leggings. Turning slightly so she could see my reaction she tucked her thumbs into each side of the waistband and began.