"He failed to respond to that and just kept kissing me as if I indeed was the center of his universe. I surely couldn't dictate who was or if I ever c...uld be, but I unquestionably wanted to be and desired to find out if I could take that position.'Oh, he does have his father's lips and some of his passion which he had twenty years ago. Holy shit, this is huge, and potentially marriage breaking too, but yet, I'm not stopping and would probably slap myself if I did put a stop to this. And of. His mouth found one of my nipples and his lips locked on it. He flicked his tongue back and forth across my erect nipple as he sucked it gently, sending shivers through my body. He moved to the other one and did the same thing. Then he sat across my stomach, staring down at me. His cock was almost poking me in my chin. He was over ten inches, probably ten and a half. He had about a five inch diameter. I brought my hand up to it and grabbed it around the middle. Yes, it was real. Jason seemed to. I’m not sure why but I think in the back of my mind I wanted to be ready if I saw a chance for some revenge. This time I meant business and would show him two could play his game. I slipped into my lowest low-rise jeans that showed off my flat smooth tummy and a short sleeveless light cotton black top that would highlight my long blonde hair. My breasts were firm and full so I didn’t wear a bra and my nipples were poking out prominently through the almost transparent cloth. I took a little spin. Meanwhile, my wife and I were standing far away, just observing the meeting from a distance.My wife Kusum was nervously shaking and shivering as time passed. Even during this cold chilly weather, she was sweating. So much so that she unconsciously let the sari pallu slip giving me a clear view of her moist cleavage. On top of that, her heavy breathing was making the view more erotic. She seemed as if she would burst into tears at any moment and get everyone’s attention. But we didn’t want that.