He tried to enter his hand in her top but couldn’t found space there because of its tightness; she took her hand behind to lose her top and unzipped...it. He entered his hand in under her top and caresses her belly up and down.Gently Tinker took his hand to her bare breast under the top and placed his hand on it. Now his hand reached to my wife’s well shaped breast. Now her hot breast was in his hand .He pressing it softly. At last he removed her top all over up. Her alluring navel and breast. Dad was happy to put us up. He still had the big house me and my five brothers and sisters had grown up in, and since we'd all left, and Mom had died, I guess he was a little lonely there. Dad and I hadn't been especially close when I was growing up. He was always working, doing lots of overtime to support us all, and when he did have spare time I guess he mostly spent it with my brothers. Going from the constant menace and fear that I had lived with to my Dad's house was an overwhelming. ”They walked towards the hotel and made small talk, and all the while she maintained her respectfulness and addressed him as “Sir” or “Mr. Jones”, in line with her instructions. As they approached the hotel, he asked her if she had followed all of his instructions, and she confirmed that she had. He had already checked in, so they headed straight to the lift. If the lift was empty, maybe he would have time to put his hand discreetly up the back of her skirt to feel her wetness, but time may not. I found it oddly erotic, I would have never thought so but I liked it.Her mouth felt warm and wet and lush as she sucked me so softly standing there at her bedside. My hands were on her firm breasts, tweaking her nipples in my fingers while she made me feel so, so good.She was smiling up at me as I grinned down at her. She knew just how she was making me feel, this was deliberate, intense and intended. Her fingers circled my dick, moving up and down the shaft but her mouth held steady over the.