Our dancing hastens, mist swirls around us, hiding, exposing, in perfect harmony, neither dominant, neither submissive, arching, bending, accepting. B...dies writhe in the mist. Her moans of pleasure match mine. Mine match hers. She surrounds me, engulfing me in her wetness, drawing me into her, becoming one. Her fingers trace lines of passion down my back. We roll in the mist boiling and flowing with it. Deep inside her, our tongues dance from mouth to mouth, moans climb higher in our throats.. She came home close to noon the next day with her hair all a mess and the smell of sex lingering on her body I was sitting enjoying a coffee in the kitchen and I ask her " How did it go?" but I could tell she had an exciting evening I get up guide her to the bedroom I give her a deep kiss and take in the aroma of a freshly fucked woman , she undresses down to her panties which are now showing a growing wet spot at the crotch I reach out and feel them and yes they are soaked I stick a finger. He wanted me to wear sexy red saree for our fucking session2.I wanted to have sex under open sky on terraceThis time we were planning to fulfill our these fantasiesI reached his flat nearly 10:00 in the morning and he hugged me and welcomed me with a warm and deep smooch we were kissing as we dont have tomorrow and yeah we broke our kiss and told each other how much we missed each other and then he bought me vodka and we had good drink and started dancing and grew closer and started kissing. A numberof years ago, when they first moved in next door, She came over with herdaughter to introduce Herself to my wife and i. She wore yellow tightshort shorts with a halter type of top and my mouth just dropped anddrooled. my Wife noticed and made a joke about it later, asking if ournext door neighbor would be my new Mistress.Well, since that time my "Mistress" has gotten a divorce, Her daughterhas grown up to be a beauty herself, and i've grown to have just too muchtime on my hands.i work.