Those seemed real nice. I kissed on her boobs which were under her chemise. Then I touched those tits very carefully and lightly. I don’t know much ...nglish to describe it. But I can only tell you that was the first time I felt the erection so acute. I laid one of my hands on soft body and by another one I was rubbing my penis. It felt the best ever. After a while I thought it’s time to go back. But turning my back on her, I again looked at her sleeping face and I kept looking at that innocent. . I'm really late. I'm so sorry, but the tearoom was really busy ... well, you saw how busy it was ... I didn't get finished 'til nearly seven. I'm so sorry. To emphasise just how sorry he was, and by way of atonement for his late arrival, he stroked my denim-clad thigh with his hand, his thumb gently brushing against my packet in the process.Without being asked, one of the bar staff put a drink in front of him, a voddie and coke like mine. He was obviously a well-known regular. I assured him. We don’t have all night.”Sandra escorted Dan to the dance floor leaving her dress open. The material swayed to the music, accenting her body moves. He enjoyed the front of her body staying in view and so did the men and a few women.A slow song began and he slipped his hands inside her dress and held her naked body to his. He felt the warmth of her body and the scent of her alluring perfume. One hand touched the flexing of her ass cheek while the other gently caressed her left tit.“This feels so. Don’t want to mess with it anymore, not that I have any say about it. It’s time to put that behind me for good. My fucking days are done. It’s time to just relax and let others use me as they deem fit. I’m the fuckee, not the fucker. Don’t get me wrong. I enjoy the feeling of Mistress Samantha’s warm cunt bathing my little prick ... but well... “I enjoy even more the idea that she is free from any sense of conjugal duty to put up with the mess, fuss, and bother of letting me fuck her for a.