So I did, but this time I pushed the tip of my tongue inside her cunt slit. She shuddered again. Her hands were now on top of my head, I think her le...s may have buckled if she hadnt had something to support her . Her breathing became a bit ragged as she said. Again, again, do it again. You like that do you? Dont you touch your own cunt, dont you rub your own cunt? A few times, but it didnt feel like that. I went back and licked it again and this time I ran a finger along her cunt slit a few. Both Of Our Sex lives are basically none existant with our husbands and when the do bother their performance is pathetic.About a Month a go me and karen got talking in work about her 40th birthday which was 2 weeks away, when she said instead of having a pary or anythingWhy don't just me and you go abroad for the weekend to a health spa or something and just relax and pamper our selves , I said yes great idead I could do with a little break myself.On The Weekend Of Karens Birthday Her Husband. ”She was right; it was quite heavy, especially on her petite frame. Shweta is not very tall- barely 5’2. She has curly hair, pretty eyes, a full smile and brown skin. Also, she has a nice rack and an exquisite behind, the kind you want to grab or spank, slightly.So, after returning the book, both of us stepped out of the classes, and went looking for Coffee. It was early December, so it was quite chilly outside. Unfortunately, Shweta hadn’t brought a jacket, so I loaned her mine, and braved the. Expecting a caustic rebuke, I braced myself, but she said nothing. Instead, she just reached up with her left hand and took hold of my flagging penis. She smiled at me: a loving, caring, smile. What came next was just incredible. With her right hand, still dripping with my cum, she reached inside the waistband of her panties and slid it down. As she did so, she flung her legs open wide, so that I had a clear view of her finger movements behind the soaking material. Although I could see nothing.