We broke the kiss only for a moment as we tore each other’s shirt off, and then Michael was on me, slipping his tongue into my mouth and crushing me...to him. My harden nipples crushed into his chest as our tongues dueled. Michael’s weight caused me to fall back on to the couch, pulling him down on top of me. My legs opened up, flanking his hips as we kissed. I could feel his penis against my heat, separated from my moistness only by the thin, sopping wet fabric of my panties. It had softened. Now during these years i came to realize that she is not as innocent and decent as all think as i have heard her talking real dirty giving galis when she is with her friends.Suddenly one day my life turned and my fantasies started to come to life …One week my brother had to go on business trip to Dubai for a week and my papa also went with him to meet some cousins so it was only my ami bhabhi and her 2 year old so .. Bhabhi used to live in upper portion of the house so one day ami asked me to. I had never touched another man’s cock before. It was firm but had a spongy feel. It was familiar but different, too. Sandy took a break as I started stroking Mark’s cock. She rolled over as if to just watch, and gave me a very sly grin. By this time, Mark knew I was working on his cock while his wife watched.I studied it as I stroked. He was just over six inches and maybe average thickness. I could just get my hand all the way around it. Mark’s cock was very uniform in girth from the base up. She jumped at every sound, every creak of the floor. She could hear some students in a study group a few aisles away and she prayed desperately that they did not head in her direction. Mixed in with the fear of being caught was a strange sense of eroticism, there was something about the risk of being caught and being in public that excited her."Well lets get this shit show on the road..." she said to herselfShe started to play with her breasts, fondling and handling them in the open air. Her.