Ab mere har ek jhatke ke saath uske muh se aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaauuuuuuuuuuuuu auuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ki ...awaj nikal rahi thi. maine puchha kyo jyada pain ho raha hai. wo boli ha thoda dhire dhire mariye. maine puchha achha ye batao ki mera lund bada hai ki undono ka. wo boli ki apka.maine ek jor ka jhatka mara aur wo buri tarah se sihar uthi. maine uske chuchio ko jor se masalna suru kar diya. wo boli ki bhia aur kitna bahar hai. maine bola ki abhi. First she resists a bit then a fire broke between us, we kept on kissing and sucking each other’s lips. Her lips were so soft just like rose petals…this was the first time I was experiencing the taste of her lips, they were just like a cherry…so juicy and soft. We exchanged our tongues, she sucked mine and I sucked hers for the first time…after kissing and sucking her lips…I started kissing all over her face, her neck…my kisses were so passionate that she started moaning. Then she suddenly. The top was now loose to her navel and she purposefully gyrated her side against my hardness and allowed more of her nakedness to be seen. The feeling I was getting was indescribable. I could not believe how this encounter was developing! The other guy moved his hand inside the woman's dress and was gently rolling her nipple between his thumb and finger as they watched us intently. Much of my wife's delectable soft mounds must now have been almost exposed to them.I needed to see! I moved from. He was such a genuinely nice man, a gentle man, though he could be quite forceful when he wanted to be. In some ways he was much like my late husband. Was that it? I hoped not. I thought that perhaps I was attracted to certain qualities both men had, not just wanting a replacement for him. I was still a little confused, but aren't all relationships like that? I decided to not worry about it and simply enjoy it.For the next week, as we planned for the trip, nothing was said about sex, either.