I was stunned. She kept sucking my lips and finally, I responded back.After some time, we broke the kiss. She caught my face with both her hands and a...ked: Did you get scared? I was just pulling your leg, I liked the way you touched me!She took the teacup from my hand and kept on the table and sat on my thighs, keeping her legs on top of the sofa’s armrest. She had one hand on the back of my head. My left hand was holding her waist from below.We then started to kiss madly. She was pulling my. Tina turned around, looked down, and grabed me with a shocked look. She put her hand over her mouth shaking her head laughing.She then reached for the door to get out, but I pulled her back and in a wisper said, come on live a little. We're both adults and no one even knows we're here. My cock was about to rip through my jeans by now lol. I pulled her towards me grinding on her ass and running my hands over her hips as we just stood there looking at this big cock sticking through the wall!All. Vicky was married but as it turned out not very happily and she liked nothing better than to flirt with the males. In summer time she would wear very short tight low cut flimsy dresses with open light footwear, in winter short skirts white blouses, always unbottoned to the bra which gave a glimpse of her small cleavage, black high heels and nylon clad legs. I often wondered if the nylon was that of a pair of tights or that of stockings held up with suspenders. Stockings and suspenders were for. It couldn’t be; what was he doing here? I turned around and met his green eyed gaze. “What are you doing here?” “I can’t congratulate the bride on her special day?” He looked me up and down with a predatory glare. The one that always makes me wet. “No! You shouldn’t even be here. You should leave.” I began to back away as he calmly approached me. “Now why would I want to do a silly thing like that when we both know you want me here?” The confidence in his voice was maddening; my pussy was.