You lean down and kiss me softly, but passionately, as you reach up to caress my stomach. “For someone who works with his hands, they are surpri...ingly soft,” I think to myself as our tongues dance. Your hands travel further up my dress and cup first my right, then my left breast through my bra. I feel more than hear your moan of pleasure, as it is drowned out by my own moaning. I reach up to caress your face as we kiss. I then let my hand wander down until I reach the buttons of. Thankfully she was wearing the jacket over her top and I was caressing her boobs under her jacket. She didn’t allow me to slide my finger in her jeans though but we both were enjoying it.After few hours we reached goa and we searched a room for all of us and settled down, I went for a smoke and came back to room and moment after that sonu came to my room and I latched the door and started kissing her right away, I put her on bed, removed her jacket to see her lying with just her top and jeans. That was it, that was what she needed to crest the hill of her orgasm. Screaming, the orgasm exploded inside her body. Yelling at her husband not to stop, the pleasure raced through every inch of her body. Subsiding a little, she felt the pressure rise again before flowing through her conscience. Moaning and screaming, the explosions shot through her body until Mark, who was exhausted, needed to come up for air. Cindy though how good of an orgasm that was and knew she better pay back her. “Mike jokingly ... well, I think it was jokingly, at first ... but Mike said, I was going to have ‘the ride of my life‘ after he rolled me over to that position. Then once he started powering into me, Oh, my God! Cathy! No joke that WAS the ride or at least the pounding of my life.”“Errrahhh!” Cathy screeched out as she flopped about on her bed and squeezed her pillow even tighter. “God, I want something like that to happen to me. I REALLY miss experiencing those activities. Damn, girlfriend!.