Like you and I did on our wedding night." Aggra shivered, and yet she felt her pussy get even wetter. She reached a finger down to touch herself, fina...ly, while she continued stroking Thrall's thick cock with the other hand. For some reason, the prospect of her husband making love, not fucking, but making love to another woman did not inspire jealousy in here, but lust. "How did you do it?" she asked. He gulped. "She was soaking now, after her climax. She opened her arms and legs up to me and. Kristen had envisioned this scene several times over the past week, though it hadn't prepared her for the real thing. Her heart raced and her pussy throbbed. If she wanted to succeed at being a manager, then she'd have to make sacrifices. The most important strategy was to push forward and complete important tasks.She dropped to her knees.She did so as gracefully as possible, making sure not to put any creases in her skirt. From her kneeling position, it was obvious what she was offering. Her. It’s not too warm, it feels good. I like how it feels with your chest-hair tickling my back.” “You like that huh?” “Yeah... Wait, stop, I’m ticklish. Stop!” “You said you liked being tickled.” “I said I liked your chest-hair tickling me, not your fingers.” “Huh, sorry, I thought you meant...” “Oh! That’s... It’s... Oh! Oh my Gosh!” “I’m sorry Tom. I’m so sorry!” “No Huck! Don’t move, cold, remember.” “Tom, I can’t...” “Yours is hard too. I can feel it.” “Tom, we...” . We both already had our bikinis on, mine a new sexy Victoria’s Secret push-up top with small lacy bottom, which, according to the sales lady easily adds two cup sizes to my breasts. Colorful sarongs, loosely tied around our waists, provided some modesty on the street. I had no idea what would happen, if anything. But, I was feeling more excited and nervous as we got closer. I was also already feeling the moistness on my bikini bottom. Mr. Wheeler was friendly and agreed that we could stay and.