So i did not miss my chance so i lean over and gave a long wet kiss before i knew it i was play with here beautiful boobs she was moaning by this time...my lips on here sucking her nipples and my hands down her pants rubbing her clit. i took my time kissing her sexy body all the way down to her navel i slide her pants off and exposed her beautiful pussy with a small patch oh hair cut in a small landing strip i began to kiss her my tounge running thru the small patch of hair and worked my way down. As the weeks went by Tom and I became good friends and on one of our regular Sunday afternoon meets Tom asked me for my phone number and I gave it to him and he did the same as well. One afternoon as I was cooking some dinner my phone rang and it was Tom and he was just calling for fun and I asked him if he wants some dinner and surprisingly he agreed and said he would come over to my place. About 30 minutes later I heard his car pulled up and he knocked and I let him in. He smells so sweet and. I pull out of her and she moans but stops when I turn her over and enter her without ceremony in the very underrated missionary position, pumping slowly at first, locking my eyes on hers. Is it my imagination or is there softening there, a tender look. Maybe it is just the gentle motion, I increase my tempo, straining a bit achieve the right cadence. It feels good now, I feel at home here, she pulls here legs up to increase her pleasure but her gaze is unwavering. I'm drowning in her eyes. She. He positioned himself behind her, then pushed his wife's head to the floor, lifting her ass. He grabbed her hips and in in one thrust buried himself in her. His wife yelled, half in pain half in pleasure. She tried to say something but he was already pumping in and out of her as fast as his hips could move. He loved his wife. He loved her meaty waist. He had never had a problem with it before. But right now he longed for that slender waist and thick ass of the woman in the cafe.--The woman was.