Wo ekum so rhi thi to maine unke baju pr hath ferne lga. Kuch nhi hua to boobs ki trf le gya haath. Drte drte rkh diya boobs pr haath. Boht hi mza aa ...ha tha jab unki saans upr neeche hoti thi. Fir maine apna face unke face k bilkul saamne kiya. To main unki saans mehsoos kar rha tha. Maine dheere se apne lips unke lips pr rkhe. Pr wo hill gyi main drr gya aur jldi de apni charpayi pr aa gya. Unhe pta chl gya tha. K main unhe kiss kar rha tha. Tabhi to unhone kuch nai kaha.Aur so gyi. Agle din. I set my mouth in a firm line and tried to remove all emotion from my answer."If I knew what you were talking about I would tell you that it will stop when I decide to stop it," I replied. "But since I don't know what you're talking about I'll simply shrug."Det. Kay looked at me for a few moments."You're getting sloppy, Michael," she said. "You're not watching your people closely enough and you've brought in some outsiders who can't be trusted."In my mind I knew she was correct. I had skated. I got her to the point of cumming a few times, but wouldn't let her....until I was ready. About then, I figured it was time for some oral action...she pursed her lips.....I played pissed and spanked her ass and the backs of her thighs 'till they were pink and blotchy. I went after her tits and pussy again, and she came again....then I got my BJ. After some nice oral, I had her climb on me. She was rocking away, but I slowed her right down. It was wonderful. I timed it so we both came at. Consequently I worked very hard to make this happen.My wife Lynn's participation in my fantasies has been an on-again-off-again thing. On a few notable occasions she has been literally drunk with lust, while at other times she resists my fantasies on moral grounds. During those few times (maybe ten times over the past couple of years) that she allowed herself to really "let go" with me, I felt that if another male had been present, that anything (almost) could have happened and this excited me.