She inserts a finger into my wet pussy. I feel it and want it in and out it moves then another finger enters me and the tightness is more friction an... more wetness between my legs. She finally makes me cum and I try to put my legs together but she refused to let me.Roll over she tells me. I am facing the ceiling now and still tied in some way to the bed. I feel her licking me and moving up to my tits, sucking and fondling them. I again am turned on. She reaches between my legs and strokes. “I better get backto my desk.” She stumbled into the chair. “Oh.” Shewalked a little unsteadily back to her desk.I smiled.In early December, Hannah came into my office at aboutsix and sat down in the chair.“John?”“You look stressed,” I said. She did. And tired.“I’m caught up with everything,” she said “and I waswondering if I could go home early.”“Is there a problem? Are you okay?” My heart ached inconcern. Some months later we were coming home late from Cardiff and I diverted up around where this spot was. “Why you going this way” She asked, “You’ll see” I said.Then as we rounded the bend I could see half a dozen cars in the car park. Brilliant.I parked up and said, “well do you want to see what goes on”? With that she got out the car. “I’m not doing anything” she said, “and I don’t want to be seen either”. Fair enough I thought.So we walked down the track a way until we could see two cars. My sensual wife was delighted with the invitation and she was ready in just twenty minutes for going to the party…As we arrived to our friends’ place, we found it was dark, except for the black lights. Ana and I grabbed some drinks and sat on a couch. She was sitting on my lap and talking to some people, when she whispered in my ear she was joining other couples dancing.I kept sitting there and watched as she danced with sensual movements, swaying her nice hips to the music. All of a sudden, a.