The woman was also tall, at least five foot, ten inches, blonde hair, long legs and a huge pair of tits. These two were Barbie and Ken come to life.I ...m about six feet tall, dark hair, slim, I like to run a lot so I have that type of body. My wife is about five feet four inches tall, reddish brown hair with nice legs and small breasts. I don't worry much about her chest, I still discretely ogle other women plenty, but she obsesses about her small breasts. I realized this new woman was going to. I kept some gap so that she decides on her own and participates than because of my push. I called and told her about the booking. She said I will be ready on Friday morning. I didn’t disturb her for next two days till Friday.Then Friday morning, we both started to travel by my car. I told her that now you are my gal friend, open your mind and enjoy your freedom. She said ok dear. On the way, I stopped at one place little off the road and kissed her. She also responded positively. I pressed her. Her airy pout caressed my cheek.“She… she is touching me.”Against the backdrop of a playful brass section and cinematic fucking, it illuminated the woman’s hand. The imaginary, the fantasy, and the real blurred altogether. Looking at the woman, still fucking her man, she looked pleased with Anne-Pierre’s enthusiasm. Clasping it by the wrist, Anne-Pierre’s fluid hips quickened. We exchanged a look; written on her face, the notion of how much she enjoyed this. I felt it surge, the motive. ‘Mmmmmmmmm,’ she groaned. ‘You take off the panty,’ Khalid gasped at her from behind. She squirmed into Makumud, and then ran her hands down her own body to the waistband of her bikini panties. With a slow teasing smile, she hooked her thumbs in the thin elastic waistband and rolled the flimsy material inch by inch down over her full-fleshed thighs and long tapering legs to the ground. She looked down and noticed that Makumud’s crotch was getting hard. His thickly jerking prick was already.