Now beds are attached and we are sleeping closely.I told her that while sleeping I may put my hands on her which is my habit, she said its ok. I was s...eeping but I was unable to close my eyes as I m fully in mood to fuck her. I went close to her and kept my hands on her belly for which she didnt said anything.Slowly I moved my hand towards breast area for which I didnt got any objectionThen I opened my t-shirt and started moving closing to her and suddenly I hugged her I can find she was. Then I caress her face with my hand, touching her cheeks, ears, nose and fair eyebrows. We kiss on the lips.I ask her to take off her cardigan and white t-shirt. She complies with this and I've got a pair of well formed young breasts in front of me. The nipples and areola are flawless as could be, no goosebumps, pimples, no hair, and light pink. Her breasts are one handful size and I start to fondle them softly and feeling their weight, saying compliments to her. I put my face to them and kiss. She said her husband was open minded and little elder than her, so he never really did mind all that.The other day she received an award and she was coming back swaying her ass cheeks casually like that. I don’t know when she observed but she pinged me afterward. “now what??? why am I looking like that?”I replied” ur dress was little tight and I couldn’t help noticing ur swinging a**”She replied”what is this Mathews??? I was just little casual and ur comments just started getting weird. I. The experiences from these encounters are like leaves in a raging thunderstorm. Whipping across her mind, insignificant compared to this one experience. Thunder booms within her as the blood lust rushes though her veins and pounds in her ears. Her mind whirls with flashes of lighting as each orgasm in a never-ending string of pulsing pleasure rips through her. Each touch from another lover rips through her and thoughts of why has it never felt like this comes and is blow away as the pleasure.