" When I reached over and played with you," she finished for me.Again, I nodded my head 'yes' recalling that, but it merely added to my total lack of ...nderstanding as to where all this was headed."Let me try and explain it to you." Gladys had opened her second bottle of beer and came back to sit down at the table across from me. I watched as Maggie stood up, grabbed a second bottle for herself, but unlike Gladys had done, she then left the room, disappearing down the hall towards her bedroom,. ”“Ok, I’m going to remove the plug. You will feel a sudden need to release, but you will need to close really tight and hurry to the toilet, understood?” Heather asked, gripping the base of the plug with one hand. “Yes,” Jess croaked.Heather put her other hand on Jess’ ass to steady herself and then withdrew the plug from my wife’s butt with the same grace and poise as Excalibur sliding from the stone. Rather than lofting it triumphantly however, she tossed it into the sink, and instead of a. With our tongues rolling deep made us float above the ocean of ecstasy. My irresistible boner started poking her thighs. My hands running over her track pant waistline made her tickle and she started moving.After minutes of kissing, I felt her pointed hard nipples poke over her bra and t-shirt. Her hands grabbed my ass and were pinching it occasionally. With her t-shirts on I grabbed the hooks of her bra and unclipped it. She removed her bra making her hard nipples poke over the t-shirt.The. I groaned again, enjoying the show she was putting on as she jerked me off.I asked her to keep giving me the handjob, and she smiled, saying that she’d never finished one before and that it would be her first. I was delighted. With every fifth or sixth stroke of her hand from the head of my slowly growing, engorged cock, she would take her hand away and lick the palm, wetting it with her spit before roughly sliding her tightly circled fingers back down my head and shaft. I reached down with.