Without saying a single word, she reaches up, grabs my crotch, and begins to massage my manhood, moving her hand all over my pants and feeling up my b...lls. My pants are all wet with precum and saliva as she licks it and jerks my dick – I'm losing my mind!I stand her up and plant a big wet kiss on her lips, while we swirl our tongues in each other's mouth. Reaching down, I start to knead her ass while her skirt hikes up just above her ass cheeks, but my hands automatically reach into her. Satti tar tepon ta khub bhalo lagchhiloo. Aamar dudh tipte tipte tar ekta hath niche neme amar guder upore chole asloo. Ami badha debar chesta korlam kintu se amar guder upore tar hath bolate suru kore diloo. Ete ami bhison gorom haye uthlam, amar pachhar khaje tar barar ghosa lagchhilo.ami ter pelam je sadhan babur theke tar bara ta onek lamba aar mota. Se ebar tar hather mota mota angul 2 to amar gude dhukiye diloo. Aamra gud ta ager thekei rasiye chhilo tai angul gulo arame gude dhuke geloo.. I stuck my head out the bathroom door."Sharon... ?" Yes?" Where's the towel?" In the washing machine." You don't have a spare?" Nah, I live on my own here so only needed the one. I put your clothes in the wash too."The realisation of being in a strangers house with nothing to wear had rendered me speechless. She noted my embarrassment and walked to the bathroom."A little shy? Come on, the naked body is nothing to be ashamed of. I walk round the house with nothing on all the time and I'm not. After all of those bad feelings, I went to the kitchen for a cup of tea and to use the calendar in my smart phone to refresh my memory. I noticed traces of a pattern in our dwindling sex life that now only happened on Saturday evenings and a few times on Sunday mornings. It was clear that something had gone wrong between Johanna and me and that the weekdays were obviously earmarked for somebody else. This week was her first with extra sexy underwear and a late arrival home. So she had obviously.