My hand sensually playing you like a guitar; plucking skin, stroking a riff, sliding upward to your pert breasts, fondling and gently squeezing each n...pple as if tighten the strings of the instrument. Moaning, you come out of your dreams, you can feel my taut erection nestled between you ass cheeks.Moaning again, you lean back into me, pushing your butt back into my now hard cock, now it’s my turn to moan. My hand slides down passed your belly and onto your hot mound. Gently, I cup your woman. Rukia was dressed in her work clothes, blue top and blue pants. After around half an hour Donna said “Come with me” and led her upstairs, I followed, and in the bedroom Donna sat her on the edge of the bed.Rukia was absolutely stunning, her long black hair nestled gently on her shoulders. Donna sat next to her and leaned forward with her hand on her knee, gently kissed her on the lips. Rukia immediately pulled away and said “I’m not like that” as Donna put her hand round the back of her neck,. Crissy did not seem to notice, and he climbed on top of her. She reached down between them and felt his cock was covered in rubber, then gave a soft moan as she guided the head of his cock to the right place and pushed him into her.She was so tight it was amazing. He alternated between watching her breasts moving with his thrusts, and watching Maggie masturbating in the chair. She was pushing 2 fingers in and out of herself, whispering “Yes, give it to her, give it to her good!” He could feel. We sat down to eat, and as we always did we talked about our days. Jennifer kept giving me sidelong glances. It was clear she was barely able to restrain herself from asking me when I was going to make my little announcement. For my part, I sat calmly enjoying my dinner and the conversation, waiting and wondering if my loving husband was going to notice a theme to supper, or if I was going to have to clue him in. At first Chris didn’t seem to notice anything odd about dinner, although his eyes.