As she listened even more intently for the sound that woke us up, she leaned even more on my fat cock.Oh my god, I was fucking huge! The pressure she ...as applying only made it worse. I didn't have the nerve to say or do anything and just sat there, hoping she'd forget about the sound as soon as possible. Suddenly, without moving any other muscle in her body, she began moving her fingers, as if to ascertain what she was leaning on. The shape and hardness left little to the imagination -- if she. They are also very wise. That’s one of the things I love about them, and it’s a big reason I decided to marry Shruti. I loved her to death. However, I did not want to deal with the drama of having a bad relationship with her parents. My Father-in-law lives a happy retired life. He was an industrialist and made a ton of money. He now spends his time managing his investments. My Mother-in-law, Shraddha, is a stay-at-home wife.I will not deny that Shruti came from money was a part of my decision. I liked the breathing ones where we connected—you know, when we started, and the kneeling embraces. That breathing stuff, I really liked that. Wait—let me get a pad for us to kneel on.”She came running back with a thin pad from a backyard chaise lounge and put it on the floor. We sat facing, crossed knee to knee, eyes closed and hands on each other’s hearts. I could feel hers pounding and peeked; her face was flushed.After about five minutes of our stroking each other’s chests, she rose up on. He was...well.It seemed that he was playing with himself.No, I'm no newbie to the world of masturbation.In my 14 years on this earth, I've been making myself'feel good' for about 4 of them.But..but never in front of someone like he was doing!Sure, I couldn't see anything.And maybe I wouldn't have noticed, but still!What, did he get off with the whole 'Fuck, I could totally get caught' kind of thing?Or..or was it...me?Because I've read about that. On those porn story sites, like XNXX...you know.