“Will, I couldn't help myself. I had to be with you again. I hope you feel the same.” she said. I squeezed her tight and kissed her sensual lip.... Melting herself against me she returned my kiss passionately, our tongues swirling together. My hand stroked her back and moved down to her perfect ass. I squeezed it and reached under to feel her labia from behind. She moaned into my mouth. She was already wet. I circled my finger around her entrance teasing her. I found her big clit with my thumb. I strolled over to her, a little confused; Bones looked at her too.“Who are you and why are you here every day”, she asked, like a school teacher.“Jess and...” I said, before she cut me off.“Shaz”, she said, and gave me a hug.I was a bit taken back by this.Today Shaz was wearing a black sports bra under a denim jacket, small denim skirt and her trade-mark cowboy boots.She led me inside the Clubhouse and there was two bikers sitting by a make-shift bar.There was porn on a big TV screen; I later. I repressed most of these thoughts. I didn't want to jeopardize my marriage, and didn't want to do anything that would put my wife at a health risk. For all I knew, my secret would be safe forever.It was around this time that I started having fantastically vivid dreams at night. In these dreams I was a wife or a stripper or especially a young college co-ed. The girl I was in my sleep was like my alter ego. She was strong and clever, with a quick wit and a wicked tongue.I thought I could go on. . i touch his hand first and place it to my cock it was already standing the feeling of first secrete sex. i command him to up and down his hand my cock . time to time i flow to my wife when he is sleeping.i take of his pant and my lungi and after then she sacking and jacking his hand my penis. i sleeping my penis some oil, when he rub my penis up and down i feel pretty feeling and i told him faster and harder. few minutes later i lay down front of his pussy and try to spread his legs. i put.