"Finger me" she said. I looked at her, "I can't my fingers are too short." It was true, my fingers were not very long, I was completely unable to rea...h my own g-spot and needed my husband to do it for me. "They're not, just finger me." I started to rub her clit, sliding my fingers into her pussy and back. Feeling her wetness with one hand and my own with the other, her hand still between my legs, her finger probing my anus, kissing her, my husbands cum in our mouths. I felt amazing, it was. I do not need more ahk’sheth, she reminded herself firmly as she flowed along the hall behind the men. Even changing as she was, the desire for more power was still present, just less prominent.The high-ceilinged hall curved to the right up ahead, hiding them from whomever might come round the bend, but also obscuring their vision of whomever might be there. Sure enough, two rough-looking sorts, big men with wild beards all hung about with furs and sporting horned helmets - surely more. It was james my boyfriends brother, i let him in and sat on my bed which was still in the living with my bedding fresh on as thats where i was sleeping that night. He told me he had a bust up with his wife. I sat and listened for a while until i got lost in the cuteness of his eyes. I offered him a bed for the night and suggested i would stay on the floor. He was determined we'd both stay in the same bed as were both adults. I didnt argue. I let me silk dressing gown slip onto the floor and. We started chatting and he liked to know the ways I like to have sex. He told me this later that he wanted to know how I was being pleased by the men I had sex with in the stories that I shared. He never while chatting asked me about sex partly because he was already doing his homework. Well I must say I fell for this and was impressed and thought about seducing him as he didn’t talk about sex at all. How can one talk to Malvika and not talk about sex?At 38, I would say I am at the peak of my.