As I recounted what I had heard during the night she started to ask questions about it and what moves I thought C might have been putting on his lates... conquest.The arousal grew stronger as I painted the picture for her.I know that she finds listening to sex exciting as she had told me of the time she was at a wedding and heard the couple in the room above going at it and had to pleasure herself as she listened. She got more and more turned on and said that we should sl**p in the spare room at. ”Ankit ne chatana band kar diya aur apne land ko hath se neelu ki chut ke upar ragadane laga. Neelu tadap rahi thi.“Please a…n…k……..i…t……….aa……….hhhh………..aa……nn…….kk…….iiii…………t…..” karne lagi.Ankit ne uski tangon ko failaya aur thoda jhuk kar ek dhakka sa mar diya.“ghaaapaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaak”Land chut me aate hi neelu issss………… isssss……………… kar uthi. Aur ankit Dhaka par Dhaka lagane laga. Har dhakko par wah eeeeeeehhhhhhh aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh karne lagi. Zindagi me aisa sukh nahi. I felt incredibly sexy. Although it would have been nice for Jon to join me in the shower, I was enjoying his watching me even more. ‘How is a man supposed to go to work with his wife showering like a sex goddess?’ Jon muttered as he forced himself to head out of the bathroom. I found the shea butter again and lathered up once more, only this time it was for me. Running my slippery hands from my breasts down to my pussy, I ran my finger fully inside the folds. I leaned back against the cool. Hyde complex. But I fell for it hook line and sinker. I couldnt say no to him not when he was crying and apologizing to me. He made it seem so sincere and in doing so convinced me to stay the night with him at the studio. He cradled me in his big strong arms and moved my hair from my face as he wiped away the tears Id shed. He kissed the cuts and bruising over my arms. Slowly, his mouth traveled upward to my neck, and kissed my mouth, cheek and eye softly as I winced with a painful grimace. His.