With a small warm and inviting smile she pulled my face down and brought my lips to hers.It wasn't an open mouth kiss, just a sweet kiss. Nevertheless... it was one of the most exciting I had experienced. With our lips touching, my eyes closed and I tightened my hold on Mom, pulling her naked body harder against mine. I let my hands slide up and down her bare back feeling each knot of her spine, her small shoulder blades and finally, at the small of her back, the beginning outward swell of her. She sucked one into her mouth and began to gently massage it with her tongue. Her hand pressed against the other and she alternated between sucking and licking and kneading softly with her hand. His quiet moans encouraged her to continue the warm assault on his manly jewels. She lifted her other hand to her mouth and seductively pressed her finger to her lips, wetting them with her tongue before returning them to his sack. She moved them lower and started massaging the sweet spot below his. I was crazy with that thought from that point on. That image was stuck in my head. Shyam towering over Neha, talking to her, probably enjoying her cleavage as he was standing so close leaning on a pole. Neha was looking up at his face, smiling, not knowing that a sex-starved man was enjoying her breasts up so close.Shyam was forty-five and my sister was forty-three. They had been married a long time, but amid rumors of his affairs at his workplace and a lot of other disputes, they were no. The movie soundtrack from "Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon" wasa surprise. Those long, slow glides from the cello resonated throughSatina's clit, as if the bow were sliding between her legs, over andover, and her throat began to make little squealing sounds, somewherebetween a whimper and... almost singing. Dominica let that track playits full length, watching as Satina's body became more and more rigid.Then She stopped the playback, and leaned closely to Satina's ear,whispering something, and.