He seemed to be a little sickened by walking up those huge marble stairs- and I wasn't sure why. He took me into a room that I'd call a library, or an...office. He sat me down on a huge leather wing chair across from a flickering fire, and he took the other seat."I've never told you the story about my wife," he said, "Did I?" Some cop told me it was something about your wife killing your son, or some such like that." That's part of it," he said.He then started telling me the story of how he had a. That gave me courage and I moved my hands out of saree and shifted it over to her silky stomach.I gripped her sleek tummy from either side with my hands and planted couple of kisses in and around her round navel. I think that aroused her as she held my head with her fingers. This gave me indication that slowly she is feeling the urge for sex. Now getting more courage I moved my hands on to her boobs and caught hold of them with both hands and started to fondle with them. To my surprise she. Standing again on tiptoes, she began to massage my back with her pert breasts, her erect nipples tracing lines across my wet skin. My cock was now standing erect and straight up from my body, pulsing as her body pressed into mine."Christ," I groaned as she began to press her breasts into my back. She held onto my hips, but began to slide her breasts all over my back. My cock was jumping in front of me, and any recollection of back pain was completely erased."Unnnggh," whimpered Roos-anne as she. I though the advise seemed far too simple, but asked Sarah if she was game to try it. “You stay on top and tell me when you want me to stop if you want me To!” I instructed her. “Uhh. Mum says it,s dirty!” Sarah argued. “She also said sucking cock was dirty, but Didn,t you catch her swallowing your Dad,s cum?” I replied. “Yes, Mum is somewhat of a hypocrite!” “Then let,s do it.! I,ll lie on my back on the bed while you straddle my face and lower your sweet kitty till I slide my tongue in..