Seeing no opposition he smiled and nodded to me and glanced to my wifes pussy. I nodded and smiled back. he then slid his fingers up into my wife and ...lid them in and out a few times. My wife held his wrist and said come back here. We were in the top row and there weren't too many people in the theater and he got up to look around and Peggy saw that gorgeous cock. He stepped over the seat and sat next to my wife. Peggy leaned over and kissed him. He felt her breasts and she was a gonner.She. She always wear sarees & will tie saree below navel. She has a white tone skin, so the visual of her navel in white stomach will make anyone horny. During house hold works I have seen her navel so much time & I have masturbated thinking of her navel. Coming to story, once I fell ill, I didn’t get cured immediately after my mom did so much fasting & also visit to so many doctors. So once my neighbor told my mom to go and meet swamiji in mountain ashram. We had heard about him in so many ways,. " Oh." But if I'm not...." She shrugged. My knees were getting weak as she pushed her hand up along my cock. "So far, so good. Now, kiss me."I met her, face to face. I felt confident. I was not an experienced young man, but somehow I know just what she wanted. We kissed. Our hands roamed, feeling, learning the new body before us. We kissed our way down to the ground. The dew now dried, the grass cool against our skin. I kissed her along her neck and down between her breasts. I kissed the curves. She was truly acting the slut, letting herself go in the presence of his almighty dong, twerking her ass up against him like a bitch in heat, genuinely having no shame as she did what she knew Black guys liked, obnoxiously throwing her ass all over his throbbing, oiled meat in what turned out to be quite the steamy little striptease. "Mmmm, yeah, work that fine white ass on Daddy's big dick baby.." her hands were on her knees as she squatted there in front of him, back arched, bent over.