She took my left hand and rubbed my palm over her stomach under her tank very playfully. she was giggling saying how her skin was so cold. though ther... was a hand rest we were sitting on edges very close to each other.i blew a hot breath on her neck and ask her if that was warm enough. shyly she turned to me an said “a little warmer”. i cud make out her eyes were shut and her own fingers were pressing my palm on over her skin. i gave a gentle squeeze . she let out a warm breath and a silent. The bra has to go.” I unclasped the bra and Amy’s beautiful, full breasts burst into view. “Magnificent,” commented Brad, “I’m really going to enjoy your wife, Dave. You should be proud of her.” Brad stared at the pink nipples that topped her breasts, breasts that despite her age needed no support, breasts that seemed to quiver all by themselves as if begging to be sucked. “Has any other man ever touched your tits, Amy?” To my relief she nodded no. “Then this is quite an occasion, Dave,. Yet what could he do about it? He was a slave to his body’s needs and its desperate longing for fulfilment.His stomach cramps were getting worse by the hour, his thoughts becoming ever more salacious. He had tried in vain to ‘will’ himself to cum, by imagining a sexual situation or adventure, a fantasy where intense mental concentration would transmute into something tangible. He’d long to put his hand on his cock, so that physical stimulation matched mental. But the casts on his arms prevented. Peggy told me to get naked and join her in the bedroom as Tom was due any time now. I followed Peggy up the stairs watching her firm ass jump as she took the steps two at a time. Once we reached the master bedroom Peggy was all over me rubbing my tits and reaching under my skirt and rubbing my pussy. Since all I had on was a tank top and skirt it took Peggy just a minute to get me naked and push me back on the bed and jump me. I was licking Peggy's shaved twat as Peggy licked and fingered me.