She kept stroking, looking into my eyes without uttering a word. I held her boobs over her kameez, and one hand went directly onto the hairy pussy.It ...as damn wet. In the meantime, she kept playing with my dick looking, exploring how the foreskin was opening up and closing. I asked her to blow me. She denied it as she said she never did that before, and I didn’t force her.I removed her kameez and played with her boobs, sucking them and relishing them after a deep french kiss for nearly half an. I didnt even hesitate. Its so pretty. Its black and lacy&hellip, I was pulling my dress off over my shoulders. You see the lacy on the edge, and it really supports. So much better than my other bras. That and the underwire rests on my chest rather than smashing my boobs. Thats when he just reached over and cupped my left boob with his hand. It was like I didnt even notice, and I had never had a guy touch me. He squeezed it hard and then moved his hand inside my bra and it was only when his. I couldn't believe he dismissed it so easily. Any way, we started to realize that Jeff wasn't very supportive of his wife. Turned out that her dad had passed away, suddenly 2 years ago, and he had been her support. One day, I had cleared things with Ginny's new supervisor that I needed her help on a service call to one of our plants 6 hours north of our city. We drove out together, and I took the time to ask a lot of questions, and let her answer everything she wanted to. She was a total mess.. As I sat there, alone in the restaurant, I could feel my cunt starting to clench. With every bite, as I savoured the cum covered steak, I felt my own juices building and starting to run down my leg. I could feel the heat crawl up my neck and into my cheeks, I was so nervous that someone would be able to tell how wet I was. I tried to calm myself down, but I couldn't. Tasting and smelling Daddy's cum had put me over the edge. I was in a sexual frenzy that I couldn't stop. My stomach was doing.