He name is Jean-Marie a very typical French name he has. After a while we were talking, our beers were empty and he offered me a beer, and we continue...talking about many things. Suddenly he asked me if I have a boyfriend, no I replied and you, no more he replied smiling, I broke up with my boyfriend 2 months ago, and had you a boyfriend before? Yes but also long time finished, now free. Why don’t we go then somewhere else, can go to my condo not far from here? I was surprised he asked me to go. My loving husband looked at me from across the bar and he smiled at me.Then I thought I hated soccer, but I was getting touched up here right in front of my beloved hubby and I was now soaking wet…Not because of him or the soccer; but because I was getting groped by god knows who; but I did not care, it anyway felt wonderful…The warm fingers moved to in between my ass cheeks. I grasped for some breath, thinking I was going to get fingered.Then I spread my legs and the naughty fingers glided. In spite of the well trimmed pubic, there was not a single blemish..The pink clit was erect..The pussy was throbbing and breathing.It was so beautiful that I still remember it fresh.Her boobs were not oversized! Damn, I won’t tell you how it looked but was ‘suckable’ till I die! I would say her usp is her boobs.So much that I didn’t mind wriggling and sucking it the whole day. More importantly, when she got her orgasm..The nipples were protruding out and swollen with alveoli resurfacing on the. Her smooth, velvety skin was arousing me more but my dick was maximum hard and the head was rubbing against my bermuda and giving me pleasure.She was continuously saying ohh god, what a relief aaaahhh karan, you got magical hands . She increased my pleasure when occasionally her feet started to touch my dick. After a while she again softly said oh! karan it was so good, please do me a favor, please massage my hands also . She shifted aside to accomodate me there.I changed my position and as I.