Being with Abhay alone was worse than being in the middle of the group; it was too intimate. His eyes followed me every moment, touching every bare in...h of my body. I slowly unbuttoned my costume, feeling the heat of my body rise. I shimmied out of the ghagra choli seductively, because Abhay’s junior was waiting impatiently in his hands.He slipped an arm around my waist. He kissed my shoulder as he fiddled with the clasp of my bra. I sighed and leaned back against his chest.“Oh yes” I felt him. We get to "Lover's Intimates", a lingerie shop with very alluring intimate wear. I see a few pairs of thong underwear I like and select an amazing push up bra to really give that white blouse I purchased some zing.You and your mother wander the store looking at items here and there and I notice that your mother is looking at the items I have picked up with some interest. Your mother casually comes over and whispers to me that "Lover's" has a back room that I may find interesting and points to a. I slid one fat rubber cock up inside my very wet, very hot hole and I brought the other to my mouth. I sat there as I had done over the years fucking myself as I deep throated my other rubber cock.No one ever knew how much I liked doing this, not even Peter. Oh I do climax, I can safely say I climax maybe 70% of the time when Peter and I make love. I always seem to climax two sometimes three times when I am by myself with my lovely sweet toys. But nothing had ever made me feel the way that I. We have been thinking more outercourse would be called for so when the time came to get busy, we went to the bedroom. Once on the bed, I gently guided her smooth feet in the air, rocked her sensuous body back by the shanks, and made my way between her lush, peach-pink thighs; French kissing her supple pussy until she came several times.I then slithered along her luxuriant ventral curvature, sliding myself in, our prepared genitals interlacing stiff and wet. We hard fucked missionary for some.