I initially started with squeezing the sides of her tummy and sometimes tracing my finger across her panty and massaging the navel. A couple of minute... and she was turned on. She started jutting her ass and rubbing it erotically against my moving pelvis. We soon came into a rhythm and this kept on going. She soon dragged my hands from her tummy towards her boobs. I was a little over excited thinking that these were the boobs I kept fantasising about, and was a little too aggressive in squeezing. ......So my wife standing nude in the middle of the circle , the organiser came in the center and lifted my wife like a c***d, and plaed her on the bench, her legs, hands and head were hanging only her back was supported by the bench, then he said lets begin giving pleasure to the queen,A guy came out of the circle and knealt down on the floor in front of jhanvi's hanging legs, he took her legs spread em and took them on this shoulders, he came close to jhanvi's pussy his breath flowing over. She forced the prick back into her mouth and into her throat as she gagged again. She felt her moist pussy as one hand began to brush her engorged clit over her shorts.Loud screams from her children echoed downstairs and she shot up in bed, “Goddamnit!” The screams continued as she frantically returned the dildo to the drawer and slammed it shut. She quickly ran downstairs expecting to see one of them bleeding on the floor only to discover her children with their arms wrapped around her. Kristina’ mind roils with horror at being unable to control her own body, so much so that I have to mentally reach in and dial down her fear lest she have a heart attack. When I feel she is no longer at risk, I increase her adrenaline and make certain other tweaks that give her a short-term boost of energy. She picks up the pace of her titfucking, starting to move her breasts counter to her body movements. That extra little touch pushes me over the edge, and my fingers curl into the couch as I.