’ His lips smirked in response to her simple comment that only provoked him to continue. Again, his hand clasped over her mouth and pinched of her n...se. Her reaction was immediate, she sounded a muffled groan as her body again startled and caused the pulley to again chime. He held her suffocated as his right hand very slowly inched down her abdomen as her hips again excitedly shifted. He nearly chuckled in her ear with question, ‘You want my hand between your legs, don’t you?’ He listened to. “A” is forty and is seven years into her second marriage, I have a feeling that all is not well in that department, but it is something we have not discussed too deeply. She has lived in England as long as her marriage. ‘A’ only talks about parts of her life outside of work and work related topics. She keeps the rest private and under lock and key. I can understand that and, to a point, empathise with it as well. Coming from Poland and with the upbringing she has had in a strict family, sharing. They both knew what tonight would bring and were both looking forward to it. She stood at the door, “Key” he asked. “I can’t seem to find it," she retorted, "maybe you can find it.” He trailed his finger along the swell of the black silk, and felt her shiver. He dipped his finger down and gliding it lazily over the heated flesh, gently abrading her nipple until he saw her eyes clouded and closed. “I would say you were the one who has been practicing,” she murmured softly. This made him. “You feel so incredible, darling! You feel so good!”Sandra smiled and began riding him. “So do you, honey!” she said and leaned down to embrace with Frank in a loving kiss as he was meeting her thrusts with his.“What do you say, Abam?” Sandra said in a sexy voice when she had raised her upper body again, allowing Frank to twitch her nipples. “How do you like your German lover fucking her husband?”“Mmm, your body is very attractive, and your movements are so sexy, princess,” Abam, now stroking.