I noticed as we were looking at the kitchen utensils and novelties, he kept thrusting himself forward, exposing his packet and rubbing his arse and i...ner thighs, on the third time he did it I retaliated by leaning down to look inside a cupboard and as I lent up stroke his balls and cock, very casually, as if nothing happened. He said he´d like to show me round the house so we refilled our glasses right to the top and went through to the sitting room, it was here he was showing me his CD. "And if I ever even suspect you of touching her or any other woman after I've had this baby, you may never screw a woman again."Laughing, I said, "Fat chance of that, Mata Hari!" I know husband, I know." Sitting back on my lap she continued, "And in a strange way, I will feel I have made up to you just a little bit for what I did to you. I know I can never repay what I did..." You hush up, you little minx!" I broke in. "You put that behind you, like I've put it behind me. I don't ever want to. But when he did it a fire started to burn deep inside her. Her pussy spasmed, her nipples ached, her body wanted more. She was determined that this man, the guy she bumped into accidentally earlier, was going to be hers. Joe stepped back from her to watch her, telling her to show him what she was working with. Looking into his eyes she knew she was safe and she began to make her body shimmy from her fingertips to her ass. Ending her dance with a slow spin and tummy roll. Joe didn’t know what. A wave rumbled up through Helen’s body, and her eyes opened wide as her orgasm hit her. She flopped back onto the bed, and her back arched as the pleasure hit her. It was like being struck by a train, she lost all control of her body, her thoughts, her reality. She had been astonished when a long, loud moan had escaped her lips. She was in a different world from the one she had previously inhabited. Jonathan continued to lick away at her for a while longer, and then raised himself up, removing.