I gently suck it as I rub myself through my jeans. My other tit cries for attention so I reluctantly let the other go. This time, I gently nip at it... I can feel my pussy growing wetter.I stop groping my tits and slide one hand into my pants. I gently toy at my clit. This time, I moan loudly. I slide my jeans off and fall backwards on my bed. I'd remove my underwear, but I never where it. My pussy is dripping wet. I lick one finger and guide into the silky wetness. My body arches as I. One night in a hot tub, everything started there. A constant roar of bubbles, through the steam in the cold Fall night, a vision. Looking twice: “Holy fuck my wife is naked”. And her friend is wearing the bodystocking. My heart sinks; a jolt through my body underwater. They’re talking to us? Steam in the cold Fall air. “I want to see if this is real. Does this suit actually work?” His wife. “Do you think you would…” she has a hard time saying it. “Clean up your mess if I wore it during sex?”Who. They probably went on for another half as they drifted off to sleep hugging each other’s naked bodies.It was 8 in the morning when Vaishnavi woke up. She managed to get away from Gayatri without waking her up. It took a moment for her to realize that whatever happened last night wasn’t a dream. Vaishnavi had a satisfactory smile as she went towards the bathroom, where Rahul took a bath.He hadn’t closed the door, and Vaishnavi entered. Rahul smiled at her and continued to apply soap on his body.. God I love him. He was so sweet to me, always thinking of only the best for me. I don't even deserve him, yet here he was, holding me as if I'm the most precious thing he has ever held. My heart warmed at the thought of him doing everything for me without having to be told. He always looked out for me, even though it has only been roughly a month or two before we started talking to each other. My Douglas; my sweet, caring Douglas. Even as the movie played on, I couldn't focus on it anymore;.