Moving your hands up my sides moving your head lower to kiss my neck, your hands find my breasts, touching them, kissing them. Your hot breath makes m... moan with desire. Making me wetter than I was in the first place. I feel your hardness pressing against me. Wanting you was almost too much for me to bear. I whisper to you, that I want you, more than ever. And all you could do was sigh, which I knew you wanted more. And I was wanted just as much as you. I slowly slid my hand down between us.. I always questioned how far I would have let things go, and I actually tremble recalling my extraordinary unfiltered literal arousal. That trip was far to short.I guess you could say on that unique crazy night we truly discovered some previous unspoken, but highly persuasive influences that lit a spark in our sexual conscious. Some embarrassing candor and soulful admissions charted us on a course to cautiously explore some aspects!So back stateside, like any frazzled couple with young c***dren,. My cock was as hard as steel and dripping pre cum like and old Harley drips oil on your driveway. She stood straight up and turned to face me so fast it startled me. We made eye contact. and I tried to hide behind the curtain, But she didn't freak out at all like I thought she would. Instead she looked up at me and smiled a cheeky little grin. Then slowly and very erotically removed the bikini top all together. she looked back over her shoulder at me as she walked to the lounges on the other. His wife playfully slapped his arm and told him to behave and as we all laughed I let it open so that he could see them in all their glory as my excited haloes were now as big as saucers topped by hard nipples the likes of which, I guessed, he had never seen and I waggled them in front of him. There was no immediate protest from her so I struck while the iron was hot and reached under the bedclothes, finding an already stiffening cock I uncovered it and with a few slow strokes had it as stiff.