You can feel me shifting my position now as I take my hand and bring it around behind you to rub your pussy and ass with it. You are quite helpless in...your current position but you would not stop me even if you could. I only needed the moisture on my hand for the first stroke of your most private area because once I parted your lips with my fingers there was more than enough moisture available to lubricate you properly. The way you were kneeling with your thighs against the balls of your feet. I was doing great.She looked at me in false complain.Rani: Why did you say it??Me: Just fucking with you.And I started my kiss. We kissed each other passionately for few minutes in the same pose. Then she turned towards me still with her lips glued to mine. She tasted like chocolate. Our tongues were playing. Neither of us could interrupt it. It was really lovely. I half heartedly removed my lips. But she was still moving towards it as if she never wanted it to end. Her lips were not coloured. As great as her legs and her ass were, they weren’t close to being on the same level as her tits. They had to be at least D size, possibly DD, and they stood upright. With Heather wearing a small tank top that was well past the edge on being appropriate for school, I had to do all I could to contain my excitement as we were in gym class and there would be no way for me to hide it. The next day came, and everything was normal. Even gym was normal as I had recovered from the shock of seeing such. It was just after my wife's sixteenth birthday. Boy is that a weird thing for a forty-year-old man to say.But anyway, a very special friend of mine, Diana, had called me over to her house for a talk."Okay, Di, what does our baby need now?" I joked. I was laughing, but Diana didn't smile. We'd jokingly called Tasha our daughter for years even though there was nothing romantic going on between Diana and me. Diana was about fifteen years older than I was but that wasn't it. Diana was a believer in.