She squeezes my bum cheeks and slips her oily fingers in between them, again I am sure she is stroking my arsehole but cannot be sure it is not by acc...dent. She then stops her massaging and asks me to roll over onto my back. She oils and works her magic on my shoulders and starts to rub my ribs just under where my tits are with the flat of her hands, she says my muscles are tight there and asks do I mind if she massages my breasts, I hastily reply to go ahead. Her hands cup the undersides of my. I could feel his wet precum and spits all over my body. His bites marks were giving me a relaxing sensation now.He walked back to me with two wine glasses, kept one glass on the table next to us and took a sip from the other. He made me lay on my back, spread my legs and sat between my legs. Slowly, he leaned on top of me and passed the wine from his mouth to mine. I could feel his cock poking my pussy and my tits crushed over his chest.Then he poured the remaining wine from the glass, between. Once again Anne had managed to surprise me and leave me wanting more.My Wet Neighbor Part 4.The next day, I had just seen my husband off to work when the doorbell rang. It was only around 08:45 and I wouldn’t normally expect anyone to call at that time so I assumed it was my husband having forgotten something or other. I was dressed, as was usual for that time of day, in my robe and panties, and expecting my husband didn’t bother to particularly cover myself as I opened the door with a “What. Swirling aroundher black lips as she felt some twinging deep in her lower belly…when sherealized just what his cock and balls REALLY looked like. She could see theswelling, and from peeking at her brothers, she well knew exactly what a cocklooked like, both when ‘asleep and small, and even when it was at its peak,and had often watched her brothers masturbating…..and used to joke with themabout that tube exploding, sending long strands of their come splashing allover themselves. And there was.