We got home and Victor picked me up and carried me up stairs to our bedroom. He threw me down onto the bed and, grabbing my ankles, he spread my legs ...nd moved to muff my soaking wet pussy. Victor licked me up and down my pussy lips through my crotch less stockings and thong. I moaned wildly and loud, having an orgasm from the pleasure of my husband licking and sucking my pussy.After my orgasm subsided, Victor stood up and I stripped him down to be naked, releasing his hard cock. I then sat him. .”you go..I will bring milk for you”…then I went to my room and sat on the bed and there she came with milk in her hand and her navel exposed..came and stood in front of me..I took my face near to her navel…and she said “no kissing mohan..please..”..I said “I am not touching it…promise..” then I blew air in her navel..and then she moaned sexily..”aye mohan..please don’t tease my navel…I am getting aroused….please…you know my husband is in the other bed room”…I said…”you now watching friend’s. She showed a high level of anxiety that makes her vomit,” Palus explained.“She is a woman of extremes. The spasms of her release were quite remarkable,” Swarta responded.“More like convulsions,” I joked, on the heels of Swarta’s comments.In the middle of a swallow, Palus choked a little on her wine and chided, “Don’t do that!”Swarta shrugged and I laughed. The tension between us broke and smiles followed.“Am I the only one that didn’t know about this problem?” I asked.“Only the healing trainee. Then, without saying a word, he came and stood behind her sliding his big hands over Alize’s shoulders, kneading and squeezing there. Absolutely losing all the control, she moaned, rolled her neck back and forth as she muttered, “O’ my God! It feels awesome”. Mr. Gibbs knew, how she felt and began kneading, massaging her muscles as she relaxed and felt the hard muscles of his stomach touching her along with his belt buckle. Alize almost could anticipate, what was going to happen and her body.