His eyes widened as he felt a long, hard bulge in her slacks where there should be nothing of the sort. Her arms trailed down his sides and drifted ba...k to cup his buttocks just above the level of his hem.He groaned again, more urgently, and found himself grinding his smooth belly against her erection, draping his arms over her neck and pulling her tighter.He broke the crushing kiss. "Oh, God, this is so fucking hot," he moaned into his wife's ear.Gripping his ass tightly, she forced him up and. Nevertheless, he welcomed the stiff bourbon-soda she concocted for him while he loosened his tie and collar, stretching out in his favorite chair in their apartment living-room.With head resting back against the chair, he watched his lovely, long-haired wife in her wispy, negligee-covered panties and bra gather herself into one corner of the sofa, feet tucked beneath her daintily, the tiny scintillating lights in her deep blue-eyes advising him that she was bursting to tell him something. He. )K: Mala kahi problem nahi jari tu roz asa wrong number dial kela tar. (I don’t have any problem if you dial the same wrong number every day.)Girl: Hoo kaaa, wrong number madhe khup interest distoy tumhala. (Giggling)(Ohh really, you seem to be too interested in wrong numbers.)K: Tasa tar mala wrong number madhe kahi interest nahipan dial karnarya muli madhe khup interest aihe. (No, I don’t have any interest in wrong numbers, but I have a lot of interest in the girl dialing the wrong. In almost a reflex motion, Sam lifted up just a little and then Steve's lips were around her clitoris. When he flicked it with his tongue, it was Sam's turn to gasp, "Oh My God!"Judy had really gotten into giving Steve a blow job. Soon she was getting deep enough for her chin to slap against his balls with every downward thrust. Every time Judy captured his length, Steve could feel his penis top out and give a little slide into her throat."Mmmmuuurrrrgggg" came out of Judy on every down stroke.