Iwas in heaven. The room was quiet and I could hear the sexy sounds of hersucking. Then I felt her hand beguine it's slide down my body. Again justher...nails scraped over my belly leaving goose bumps in their trail. Theyslid past my belly button and then into my thin red bush. Her fingerscurled the hairs around them and she tugged gently, adding pressure untilI raised my hips slightly and moaned.Melly let my nipple slip out of her mouth and she moved her face up nearmy ear. "I want you to hold. Sister Sarah was built forendurance rather than speed which meant there was a lot of her above andbelow the belt and I was soon to discover that this meant the employmentof large quantities of very strong and rather rigid foundation wearwhich I would have to manipulate.Remembering to keep my legs together whenever I stood still, I startedon this marathon. It was so different to removing Sally's delicates thatI had to rethink how I did everything. Removing her belt and unbuttoningher dress was. I started kissing her as both of us were in each others arms. I concentrated on her breasts. I cupped her fine and beautiful breasts that were radiating her real beauty. It was like mountain of golden clouds, but strong. I still remember the erected tit. It was beautiful, tender and fascinating and smelt great. I smelt it, savored it with an intoxicated sense and tried to be a vigorous child. Her lips clamped together and closed eyes, tightly. I patted on her belly and squeezed the breast to. As her fingers manipulated it, both our cocks responded. I looked up at my wife and my black neighbor: she was licking his nipple and he had reached up and was squeezing her big round right tit. Her nipple was hard, as was the pebbled skin of her aureola. He pinched it between his fingers and she flinched. Her hand was now wrapped around his expanding dick. It was intoxicating to watch it growing in her grasp. She stroked it for a minute as it was pointed down his thigh. I could literally see.