“What are you doing?” I asked, about ten minutes later. She’d been pressing her hot lips against my shoulder for brief, two second little kisses...“I don’t know,” she said. “Nothing.”She kissed my shoulder again.She wiggled, laying one leg over me. It put her pussy in contact with my hip. She humped, gently.“Sam, if you’re going to masturbate, please don’t do it on my thigh,” I said.She rolled away from me suddenly.“Okay,” she said. She didn’t sound unhappy at all. I felt her hand, holding. “Jarold,” I quickly announced before either of them could make a move, “if you want to play, you need to take a shower!”He stripped off his work clothes but just stood there beside the bed, naked, pulling on his cock for a few seconds. Watching him made me very wet, and I could see that Angela was as wet as I was.At last, he headed for the shower. Angela told me that I was one lucky woman to have such a stud for a husband.“He’s got a very hot body and a great cock!” she confided in me. “Now. ” I look into your eyes as your body hovers over mine. I feel your hand as you guide the head of your cock over my pussy. You move it gently back and forth, teasing me and making me move my hips up to meet yours as you finally shove your cock into me. I feel you pull out slowly, and I give a moan and raise my hips to meet your next thrust as you once again sink your cock completely into my pussy. Before long we are back to the old rhythm and even though it has been years since we had been. She said. “thanks, but not today. We can go some other day.” I felt sad inside, but I knew that slow and steady wins the race.We reached our apartment and to my surprise, she took my cell number and went into her flat. After entering the house, I got freshen up and changed into a comfortable nightdress. My sexy neighbour girl Riya was in my mind, and all my thoughts were running around her.Then I received a message on WhatsApp from an unknown number. Since it was an unknown number, I didn’t.