I stripped down and pulled the sheets back, climbed in bed and went to sleep. I woke up with Roberts hand on my dick. Instinctively I grabbed his hand...and started to get out of bed. My head still foggy between sleep and alcohol, I looked around thinking where am I."Relax, it's okay" Robert said. Remembering I was at his house, and in his bed I relaxed a bit. (Not the first time a man had my dick in his hand, or my hand on his) I laid back down and released his hand. " that's it, lay back down ". 'Can I take some shots of you naked', his voice had gone all thick and one level up, shaking and nervous.I laughed at his boyish traits, 'You're just a boy, messing with a woman', I said mockingly, distracted by a noise outside my window, I turned around to see my nephew with my husband, walk down the path to the garage.As I looked out I had turned sufficiently to raise my bottom of the seat, and my t-shirt had risen high enough to expose my nudity, and lack of underwear, and when I turned back. Slumping back onto the bed, she gave a final jerk, sucking air in deep breaths. Eventually, taking a breath between words, she panted, "Oh fuck..., oh god..., that was..., oh god..., I've never..., how did?..., oh fuck..., amazing..., just..., fucking..., amazing...".Throwing her arms around me, she held me tight and started to cry. I just held her while she slowly let it out. Gradually, she calmed down and sat up, wiping her eyes and saying, "Sorry, I've missed that so much, the touch of a. Phir mene uski choot me ungli dali to wo ek dam machal gai or mana karna lagi . Mene kaha kuch nahi hoga. Uski choot ek dam seal thi.. Phir mene ungli dali ahista ahista or wo garam honay lagi phir mene uska jisam upar se neechay tak chata or mene usko mera jism chatnay ko kaha usne aisa hi kia.. Mene us say kaha k muje lund apna tumaray andar dalna hai to wo mana karnay lagi or kehni lagi kuch ho na jai.. Mene kuch nahi hoga believe me.. Phir wo man gai or mene ahista ahista lund undar dala hi.