She hummed in pleasure.He slipped the straps of her gown off and slid it down to her waist and began massaging the titty.“Have you ever seen a nicer...pair?” he asked Dink.“No, can’t say that I have,” Dink replied.“I watched you today,” Ray said. “I watched you fucking.”Dink studied Ray’s face, looking for any signs of jealousy or anger but he didn’t see any. He then assumed things were all right.“And it turned me on,” Ray added. “Be my guest,” he said, motioning to. I was waiting to hear this and readily accepted it. We shared our picture and got to know more.The chatting progressed and I got another jackpot which is his wife also accepted That was a awesome moment and he arranged a day when their c***dren leave for school and he took leave and invited me. I was very much nervous and reached their house by 10 AM in the morning.I was warmly welcomed by her husband. My eyes were searching for my angel and he guessed it and said she is in upstairs. He told me. Yes, I was the first one there. Didn't I tell you of my obsessive compulsive habit of always being early?There I was standing self-consciously in front of the home team bench on the main soccer field, feeling the afternoon breeze stroke my naked body with insolent little fingers. Maybe, if you stay naked long enough, you finally become no more aware of that than you are of the touch of clothing. If so, then I haven't been naked long enough yet. I could even feel the breeze toying with my pubic. Tossing them away in a gesture of devil may care indifference, his tongue tracing a wet track across her belly, down towards her sexual cleft.Her moans now loud and harsh telling of her joy as he caressed her hips on his way to his goal. This she knew was real sex, not sex as a duty by a man paid to sleep with her as the rest of the staff, but sex from a man who wanted her as her, as a deep seated need near to love itself, his tongue sliding into her cleft like a snake on oiled glass, seeking.