(I'd tried oils and lotions but always had gone back to jacking dry.) With the oil his hands glided on my back and shoulders.He started working on my ...eet and then worked his hands up one leg and then the other. I spread my legs so he'd have better access. He was now kneeling between them as his hands made it up to my butt. As he worked I felt a finger touch my asshole and was surprised that I liked it. But he soon moved on up my back again.Then he had me turn over onto my back. Back between. He fucked me fast and furiously from behind but I came with him. Zeki was ready for me again soon afterwards and climbed on top of me and gave me a long, slow fuck. He would slow right down and then fuck fast and furiously before slowing down again. It was fun. We had a bit of a rest. Abdul went downstairs to get some refreshments and Zeki jumped on my bones…LOL He’s quite passionate and talkative when Abdul’s not in the room. Haven’t a clue what he’s saying half the time but he likes to kiss. . praying that his hand would come across a familiar sensation. But instead of clutching a handful of cotton boxer shorts, he only found naked, smooth skin.Stunned, he quickly moved his hand to the left where a growing pressure was mounting as his widening hips threatened to rip his pants right off his body. With difficulty, he wedged his hand into the ever-tightening space . . . his fingers finally resting on top of a protruding hip bone and a thin strap of fabric arching high above it.. She'll remember this moment to her dying day. The day you made your first child together.You leave work early after that day as soon as you got Stephanie the bare minimum of presentable and threw her in a cab home. It was too bad you couldn't give her a ride back to her parents house, but it's not like you want a bunch of sweat and cum stinking up your BMW. That would only make your wife ask questions and frankly, you'd hate to worry her.You really do love Karen. You met her a couple years ago.