Trying to move away but no control, his hand on the back of my head, holding me still.She's beside me on her knees, raising the hem of my skirt. I fee... a soft breath on my thighs and then wetness when she licks me. I shudder and gasp, he spears my mouth filling me, spreading my lips wide. Chemical explosions go off in my head, emotions on fire, in conflict and torment. I suck, begin to kiss and begin to learn. As she works on me, I work my mouth and lips and tongue on him.He backs away and I. We discussed how neither of our wives sunbathed topless and decided on a plan. He agreed that the following night he would leave his curtains slightly open so I could watch his 45 yo wife undress and see them have sex.The next day I saw them a few times and got excited at the thought of seeing his wife naked and having sex. Once it got late I told my wife I needed some air and went around to the guys window. The curtains were slightly open and I peeped in. Him and his wife were just. But, back to daddy's diary.He was now planning to let himself go, and if Glen or me turned up pregnant, he knew he had a discreet doctor to deliver the child. Furthermore, he fully expected to make us a fortune, writing all about it!I wasn't so sure that I wanted our little secret to get out in the open, despite the lack of proper prospects in our sexual future.I found myself trying to think about ways to broach the subject to dad, without letting on that I'd read his little journal.Meanwhile,. After 10 minutes of kissing, I told Namitha that I needed to remove her clothes. Namitha looked a little ashamed which was a green signal for me to proceed. I pushed the sari off her shoulder. She covered her marvelous bosom with her arms. I slowly lowered her arms and got totally absorbed looking at her voluptuous breasts. They were tight, round and well shaped. The blouse she had worn was barely able to hold her beautiful melons. The edges of her breasts were bursting out as if wanting to be.