He cups my left breast in his hand, stroking his thumb across the nipple. My breath is coming fast and heavy now, my whole body ultra-sensitive, my se... craving his touch. Breaking away from the kiss, I take his hand from my breast and place it over my crotch. He fumbles with the button of my jeans, pulls down the zip and slips his hand inside my panties, stroking upwards with one finger through my wet slit. His thumb grazes my clit and I groan. With more of a sense of urgency now he pulls my. Given that he hadn't leapt from the closet and tried to kill me, I assumed he'd taken it well, but still I was a little concerned. Needless to say, I was relieved when I saw an e-mail entitled "Wow!!!" from her the next morning, as I was drinking my coffee and trying to clear my head before everyone else in the house woke up and the day started. I had client meetings in town today, and couldn't meet her for our daily run.Bill:Sorry I didn't call you this afternoon, but I was busy ... or should. He stood right next to my wife. I didn’t know how to react when he immediately bend down to find the spoon just with an intention to help us. Though my wife was still in buzz but I was in my senses and I knew for a fact that her legs where parted with one leg on mine and the other down, her pant is been pulled down exposing her black panties and her Kurta pulled to one end exposing her hip. No wonder he kept searching for the spoon for a very long time. I could see him in shock and admiring my. She moaned and closed her eyes. I was about to take off my clothes when she said she would do it. Then she did the same as I had done and placed her soft lips on my neck, chest, arms, and everywhere else. Finally she kissed me once more and said, “I love you.” Nothing in this world had more meaning to me than those words coming from her. We made love as we always did but that time was different. It was more passionate than ever before and I sensed she was worried and she wanted to love me all.