Both of Brandy’s nipples respond to me touching only one of them, and I am greeted by a slight moan from my wife’s mouth. My hand continues its j...urney up and rests upon Brandy’s face, soft, and gentle. I move my hand closer to my own and Brandy’s face follows, no need to grab or push when lust will do the work for you. Our lips meet, and our tongues dart out to touch each other, each of us probing for approval to open wider and let our tongues play. They glide across each other, dancing as. Carole worked for a global pharmaceutical company, and when I joined them they were discussing a scheme for Carole's company to fund the charity. They ignored me, as they were too involved in what they were discussing, so I ambled away.Another group were banging on about some theory of genetics, which I couldn't make head or tail of. Even the Professor didn't spend much time talking with me,"I must circulate, my dear boy. Keep my doxy entertained, there's a good fellow, you speak the same. Keith slid his hands around her and gently slid his fingers over the exposed top of her breasts where just a hint of nipple was exposed."I see that you are still entertaining the guys at the club," he said.Debbie just laughed a little and reminded him that he liked it. She had her head turned to one side most of the time as he continued to kiss her lightly on the neck, his fingers lightly caressing her breasts.He slipped his hand inside the right cup of the bra, cupping it fully before. His words were like water on a duck’s back. I watched as his wide lips moved up and down. Sweat trickled down his brow as he continued on. “Get the fuck out!” I interjected. His legs went into motion and he quickly found the front door. The sound of the door opening and shutting soon followed. My focus was once again on my deceitful wife. She sat on the living room floor chuckling. Her actions further astonished me. “I know how his must look to you, Richard,” she began to speak. “ My mind is.