Aaaa mmmmm uffff ayooo. Sir.I turned her around so that she was facing away from me and clasped around her boobs feeling the fleshy globes with my han...s. I kissed her back, pulling her close. My boner was not rock hard and grinding against her bubble ass. I was in a dream, playing out my fantasies. My cock fitted snugly in between her ass crack. She was over the ridge now. I have a 5.5 inches fat cock and I was rubbing my cock all over her ass over her saree. I undid the buttons on her blouse. Great to my pleasure the sight of him doing the same to his hot young body really turned me on. his balls hung well below his cock-looked abut 4 & 1/2" hanging there and from the great slightly rounded muscle ass-man, O man wanted to spread those cheeks and taste those little golden curly hairs. I stepped up to him and offered to wash his hair (I know- a ruse but he agreed) Grabbing the shampoo stepped up to the front and started rubbing it into his hair. Note that I stood close enough that. To have a Master makes me feel complete and someone to push back. I enjoy that,” I told him. “Sorry I can’t help with that as I prefer to be the same as you.” His face went red as he told me. My mouth dropped open at his admission and I had to follow up on it.“Is your Mrs your Mistress?” I asked him.“No, she isn’t and I beg you please don’t tell her. She won’t understand,” he begged me.“Of course, I won’t,” I reassured him I would keep his secret.I just sat there staring at him, I had so many. As his eyes reached her chest and neck he noticed her nipples had become hard, pressing out against the thin fabric. Probably from the cool sea breeze that now washed over the balcony. A small smile pressed across his lips when he saw her frequently touch at them, her fingers grazing them since she felt mild discomfort of them hardening on her. His lingering thoughts caused his flacid member to harden slightly in his boxers, not the intense hard on that he always got around Ivy. But it was.