Your face is flushed; hold your breath and fight the urge to moan. A candle burning softly, you've sunken into the bed. Every muscle relaxed, your se...ses dulled, you float as if on air. My lips upon your body, you tingle with their touch. You close your eyes and grab my head gently urging me lower. I trace your nipples one last time and slowly move down your body. My hands on your sides, my lips on your skin, slowly lower, lower. Circles with my lips and tongue, a gentle nibble and bite. You. I checked the time. 11:48 PM. Was that Ram at the door? I walked quietly to the front room and checked the eyeglass. It was Ram. He must have heard me come up to the door because he said softly “Mira, it’s Ram. Open the door”. I paused for a second, perplexed, undecided, as the day’s events flashed by in my head. My husband was supposed to return from a long work trip today but had called very late in the day to say he had to call off his trip. His excuse didn’t really matter. Things had been. I got the bag and brought them within reach. I fed him another and got the same wonderful tingly feeling racing through my body. I wanted to kiss him so bad, I ached. I desperately wanted to feel his lips touching mine. I needed to know what his tongue felt like as it touched mine, exploring my mouth. My breasts rose and fell under my tank top at these delicious thoughts. As if reading my mind, he sat up and reached for a grape. I licked my lips, swallowed nervously as the excitement. She gripped my arm and I realized that she was loving it. I glanced at the driver. He was driving. I picked up the pace and added a finger. Carols grip tightened. Her puss was flowing and I sped up a little more. Her eyes rolled back in her head and she almost pierced my skin with her nails. A small groan came out of her. She had orgasmed! It was mostly masked by road noise, but I looked at Jose. No reaction. I looked at Carol. She was gritting her teeth. Carol is the hottest sex partner I.