Diego was asleep on his stomach, one arm by his side, the other crooked above his head. His right leg was pulled up so his foot was even with his left...knee. All this was clearly visible from the streetlight streaming through the windows, illuminating his naked body from just below his shoulders. Yes, I said naked body. I wouldn’t have been surprised if he had been wearing boxers or briefs, but the sight of his naked smooth tapered back, bubble butt and muscular legs made my head spin. I shed my. I realized that they were smaller than I expected, but still satisfying in every other way.Suddenly, what was only kissing escalated heavily. I felt her grinding on my lap looking for some kind of friction, so I mustered strength I didn't even know I had to change our position. Maintaining the kiss, I rolled her onto her back and slid a thigh between her legs. She takes the liberty to- tightly- wrap her legs around my waist, so tightly in fact that breathing became a bit difficult.We remained. My fingers eased their hold upon her head as I lifted my mouth, and looked down at her. She didn't move or speak. She only returned my stare, her eyes haunted. My thumbs absentmindedly brushed over the skin of her cheeks as I looked at her. " That was good," I breathed softly. Something inside of her finally broke, and as I watched, her face slowly crumbled as her eyes filled with tears. Her chest lifted abruptly as she dragged in a ragged breath seemingly trying to fight the onset. I'm still. Maybe you should consider giving an old man a ride to settle his nerves.”Moving beside her husband, Heather took his hand and put it under her nightgown to touch her bare breasts. “I think a ride sounds good,” she cooed. “I need a little stress relief myself.”“It’s too bad the person making that film didn’t have a zoom lens. Otherwise, we could have had some porn to get us going.”Heather pulled her nightgown off and pressed both of her breasts against the sides of her husband’s face. “You’ve.