I place my hand back on his cock and lean in to kiss him. He kisses me for a few seconds and then pulls away.“Stop. We can’t.”“Watch me” I s...y and start stripping.First my top, then my skirt. He just stared in disbelief. I straddled his lap and kissed him. He kissed back and stoped, then kissed again. He was having a battle with himself. Eventually his needs won and he kissed me deeply and passionately. Kissing my lips, my cheeks, my neck, my chest. He made me feel so good. I then hopped off. My mind blanking aslightly swoon before catching myself.'Am I gay? Why am I acting like this?'I am instantly shaken out of my reverie as the beep of the dryer goesoff. I quickly grabbed and slid my shorts up, hiding my girly underwearand started to head to the laundry room to pick up my clothes. As Ireached the laundry room I noticed my sister looking around the floor."Whatcha doing?" I asked."I am missing a pair of my panties that I put in the laundry earlier,so I am looking to see if they. ”“I love you too.” I banged my hips into Reese’s groin, driving my cock into her.“And I love that you are fucking me. I love your cock in my pussy.”“Me too. You’re unusually worked up tonight it seems.”“I’m still having little orgasms from thinking about last Saturday night swinger’s party.”“Yeah, I barely saw you the whole night.”“Because I won a bedroom in the draw. I went in there, and sent a message out that there was a cute, horny female with a tight pussy who wanted lots of cock. I think. The story here started 4 yrs back before my marriage, she is my salesaheb’s wife, Snehal (name changed), i met her first on friendship day before my marriage when i had gone to meet my wife, it was just 3 months before my marriage, she was in a red saree and looking daaaam sexy, i just could not keep out staring her, her height was same as that of mine, age 22 (then) fair in colour, and great stats 34 28 34, when i greeted her she blushed, and i could see a naughty smile on her face, but the.