Soon my wife came withThe bottle.my boss said “now please pour some water in the glasses.my wifeBent to fill the glasses and as she bent,her mammae ...now free from theConfines of saree and with two buttons undone**literally dying to come outOf her blouse and bra.the cleavage had become so prominent that it lookedLike some narrow lane.when she had filled both the glasses my boss orderedHer to bring ice cubes and this way they made her to make 3-4 rounds ofKitchen and everytime they would order. It was well into the third week of Tom's recuperation when I noticedone morning that his eyes were moving slowly behind his eyelids so asI left the recovery room to go to a study session I mentioned this tothe technician who was monitoring several other chambers from his deskand after bringing up Tom's chamber on his mobile screen he told methat he had just started dreaming again as his anaesthesia had beenreduced and that it was perfectly normal.On Tom's sixth week of recovery I observed with. You waste no time two fingers plunge in to my tight but soaking cunt. My fingernails dig in the seats, I scream. Your tongue joins in the game. Lips wrap around my clit as waves of pleasure drown me leaving me gasping for air.Leaning up you offer your fingers which I eagerly suck, tasting my sweetness on you. I unhook my legs and move to kiss your sticky lips but you grab my hips and spin me around. Pushing my shoulders down rubbing your cock against my slippery entrance, you pause the tension. We have been married 23 years and always had a good active sex life. We were playful, adventurous, and shared our fantasies. As we shared them, we found more and more we were missing the excitement of flirting, seduction and some of the variety we had before our youthful marriage. About 12 years ago, after much discussion, we thought about re-exploring our sexuality with others. At first, we figured we would be playful one or two times and see what would happen. However, it wasn’t as easy as we.