Without saying anything she immediately kept her hand on my bulge which was visible and kept on massaging it.Shanti was massaging my cock over my pant... and we started breathing heavily. I embraced her in my arms and planted a kiss on her hot red lips and started kissing. I started kissing her neck and she was moaning in pleasure hhhhhhh, Aaaaaaaaaaa hhhhhh ooohhhhhhh. I then undressed her saree very slowly seeing each & every part of her body care fully, then her blouse & then petticoat and. ’ Ten miles was only a few sips away. Louie turned right onto Jenschke, and after a mile he stopped the car. The road was deserted. We pulled off a bit and had another glass of Chardonnay. I wondered why he stopped – he was being quiet – and I wondered if the ‘wine tour’ portion of our trip would be a bust. It had been so far. He – we – needed to find our sense of direction before this phase became a failure. After a while he spoke. ‘Sheryl, you look really pretty today, the best you’ve looked. One other diversion was doing the washing down at the stream. Sometimes a previous lover might stop by. If she was in a safe day and mood, and he was a favorite, she would loosen her garment and enjoy some mutual pleasures. Now that she was pregnant this extramarital activity would mostly depend on her mood. A couple of her favorites soon figured that out and made sure they knew when she would be at the stream. The hormones were increasing her libido so she arranged that they should both be. ” And with that he claimed my lips in the most passionate kiss I had ever experienced. While we kissed he unbuckled my belt and unfastened the button on my jeans. “God I love how you never ever wear any god-forsaken underwear,” he said against my lips as he pulled my jeans off of me; quickly followed by my shirt and bra. Finally I was naked but he was still fully clothed. “Shirt off,” I managed to mumble against his lips. He had his shirt off in seconds while I clumsily tried to undo the button.