They returned to sliding up and down between her soft, moistened lips, briefly touching her swollen clit in slowly increasing frequency. Her breathing...returned to deep intakes as she prepared for more. Part 2 - Pampering her The light in the room became slightly brighter as the door eased open slowly and dimmed light flooded through from the bedroom. “Hope I’m not disturbing you hun”, a near whispered voice came to her. “Hmmm, not at all” she murmured. The light faded and returned to. Mujhe saf dikh raha tha ki mere pant me tent bana hua hai…Jeans hone ke karan thore izzat bachi hue thi. Maine thora darr gaya ki kahi uss bandi ko mera lund na lag jaye warna usko lagega jaan bujh ke kiya hai…Main thora turn ho gaya apne aap ko bhachane ke liye…Aab mera side uske body se lag raha tha…Uske boobs aab mere aaram ke neeche wale jagah pe aur ache se touch ho rahe the…Isse mere halat aur kharab ho gaye…Tavi maine feel kiya ki mere thighs pe uska hath laga…Mujhe laga train ke karan. "Very good point. I'll talk to Maddie and Anita." Kay!" I popped. "I gotta get home."She giggled as I bounced off.I walked into our apartment and made a quick little pass though the place. Took the dishes out of the dishwasher. Wiped the counter. Went in the bedroom. Turned the covers back. Made sure the bottom sheet was tight. I was propped up on the sofa between an engineering text and my MacBook when the door opened and my husband entered, grinning."Lock it," I said.The lock clicked. "You. He fondled my tits until my nipples stood rigid and then knelt down and hooked his thumbs into my panties. I reached down to stop him but he slapped my hands away and pulled my panties down to my ankles and made me step out of them.He ran his fingers all round my mound and between my legs before gripping my bum cheeks hard. Then he stood, brought out a stool and sat on it, telling me to lie across his lap. As I leaned down he pulled me into position, pushing his knee between my thighs, forcing.