I began to speak when she twisted her finger in my ass as she pulled out. “Fuck!” was all I could manage. Beth came up to give me a quick kiss on ...y cheek as was her habit following a blowjob. I surprised the both of us by meeting her kiss and tasting my own cum. I had tried it a couple of times as a teenager but had not bothered trying again in the years since. The taste this time was oddly pleasant. Or was it just the illicit nature of tasting my own cum on my wife’s lips? Either way, we were. Didi se to hila bhi nahin jaraha tha, khair maine apna mobile uthaya aur pizza hut se do pizza manga liye. Jab tak pizza aye didi leti rahi usi tarah nangi. Is tarha hi khana liya aur phir leke didi ke paas aa gaya aur bola didi kapde pehen lo warna phir se me apne aapko control nahi kar sakuga aur fir chod dalunga ttab didi kaha chod do rok kaun raha hai magar khana to khalo thodi energy to le lo mine isi liye kapde nahin pehne hain ki phir utarne padenge . Hum logon ne phir khana khaya aur. He broke the kiss to trail kisses down my neck, I struggled to kiss him again but he was in control. I wasn’t complaining. It was when he started to tease me that I complained, but this didn’t bother him, he positioned himself at the entrance of my tight, soaking pussy and looked me deep in the eyes. I was rubbing my fingers between my pussy lips harder now, the memories were so strong, I could feel the tension building. I ran one finger around the entrance to my pussy hole, it was tight but. I drove slowly as I knew that I was probably over the drink drive limit but, apart from gently rubbing myself for some of the way home, the journey was uneventful. When I woke up the next day, a Sunday, the events of the previous night seemed little more than a dream to me. I was part indignant at having been taken advantage of in those circumstances, and part glowing inside at having tasted forbidden fruit in the flesh for the first time. Countless times in the past I had fantasised about.