I caress my body through my nightgown; feeling my collarbone jutting out, the smoothness of the valley between my breasts, the firmness of my belly, t...e indentation of my waist, the dampness between my thighs. I tease and tantalize the insides of my thighs, opening them slightly. My fingernails lightly scratching through the nightgown, my hands drift back up to my neck, running up and down, stimulating that certain place that your tongue gravitates towards when we are together. My pulse races. “Don’t you want my cock again?” he asked her. “Oh yes, yes,” she replied. “Then spread your legs, and let your pitiful husband eat my cum, from your pussy,” he said. She spread her legs and I went down on her pussy in a flash, licking and sucking out his cum. The only cum I had ever tasted was my own and I found his cum very pleasant. Simply put, I liked it. I knew I was going to enjoy sucking his cock. As I was sucking her pussy, my wife began to squirm. It became obvious that she was enjoying. I was laying my hand on her breast. Her breast is so soft but I kept my eyes closed I felt a hand on my bulge stronger. It is Surabhi sister’s left hand she was rubbing my bulge with her hand like a patting a dog. For first time I felt my penis became that hard.Now my bulge became like a small tent in my shorts. I felt slowly the hand was moving. Surabhi sister’s hand was moving on my bulge slowly her hand moved into my shorts her hand is holding my penis I felt like some electricity passing. ‘We were both stupid that night.’ He sighed. ‘No more silliness?’ ‘No more,’ she agreed with heartfelt determination. Marc meant too much to her to risk losing him again over a stupid argument. From now on, she was not going to allow her temper to get the better of her. ‘Now perhaps we can seal the deal with a…’ He pulled her down and kissed her. It was as if they had never been apart. Rosie’s hands remembered the lines of his torso as she traced a path long since etched in her memory..
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