She touched herself as she removed each item; she caressed her tits and cunt sensuously. The excitement in both of them was growing - their want, thei... need, their hot steamy passion. She was just out of his reach, all he could do is sit there and see this incredibly sexy woman remove her clothing as slowly and seductively as possible. He imagined his hands caressing her body; an she wanted that as badly as he did.She had stripped to her bra, her stockings and garters, her high heels, her. ‘Anyway, when we’re here we’re all naked, in fact it feels strange walking around here with clothes on. So I’m going to remove mine, you can also if you wish.’ Without further ado, Dana unfastened her wraparound dress, which dropped to the floor, leaving her standing stark naked. She picked up her dress and placed it over the back of a chair. Ange and I looked at each other, then, as if by mutual agreement, we removed our clothes, placing them on chairs as well. I was momentarily embarrassed as. He explained to me in great that for the past 4 years, their sex life has been dying because he has erectile dysfunction. Because of that, he was not able to satisfy her sexually. As time passed and Salman grew close. From being a fan of my stories, he soon became my fan. Once we were talking, and the topic of his wife came up. I asked him why his wife read my stories, and he reluctantly said she did.I asked what does she do after reading my stories. He explained that his wife is very. ‘Seems like you’ve been loaded already’ I said. ‘Once or twice’. ‘Perfect’My tongue dived into his wet hole, licking up the last remains of the previous load, tasting another man’s spunk out of a freshly fucked hole always turns me on. I got up, quickly exchanged a sperm laden kiss. ‘Need some more?’ ‘Fuckin hell mate, I fuckin sure do’. I spun him round and wiped my precummed cock across his hairy arse cheeks. There was a moan of lust from us both as I squeezed in between them, searching for.