My ex-husband, David, always complained about me taking too much time to warm up, which I internalized by blaming myself for our sex problems. Now I ...now the problem WASN'T me. It was just that David couldn't fuck me like Barney can. I held back a snicker as best I could while Barney was still deeply pounding my sopping beaver. As I was quickly approaching my second major orgasm, Barney was unloading his warm, sticky sperm into me. The warm fluid felt good inside my cunt. Barney. He wanted me to join him, to mirror him. I swallowed hard, looked around as if to see who was watching me - a silly notion in a locked room. Then I stood, my cock in hand, dripping and flushed with a little bit of shock at myself and on fire with an incredible rush of arousal.He was clearly waiting for me. I dropped my binoculars, then my pants. Then he and I began to slow-stroke at first, keeping our eyes locked across the open air, and continued to match one another in rising rhythms and. It was such a beautiful pain that I never had in my life, I have no words to describe it. When she started sucking hard some kind of colorless liquid started coming from my penis, she was licking it with her tongue. Then I kissed her lip, it was very soft and it was pinkish in color. I tasted her saliva, it was very sweet,Suddenly she got more hot, removed my lungi, banyan and started kissing all over my body. I got hold of her and I removed her blouse, she was wearing a white bra, it was very. I was starting to enjoy this. It was very naughty.Her mouth moved to kiss my neck as she whispered “You like that, don’t you?” I nodded slightly and said “Yes”. I was still unable to move or stop her feeling me – feeling my tits and my hard nipples. She pinched them through my top and then slid her hand underneath to find my bra and then inside my bra to my bare flesh and erect nipples. She gently pinched them as she returned to kissing my mouth and sucking my lips. I wasn’t passive any more. I.