She came in, leaving the door open so that some light from the hallway came into the room, and thru my half closed eyes I saw she was still naked and ...olding her cloths. She then Grabbed her Nightie and came to bed. She hadn’t washed her Fresh Fuck yet.I yawned out loud and stretched, as if she had just disturbed me. I turned towards her and put my arm over her. She tried to push me away but my arm ‘accidentally’ slipped down to her crotch. She moved my hand and said, “No, darling. Not. I had been fitting out a large store and having just finished and helped get all the stock in. On the opening day it was so busy that I ended up helping out at the store, filling shelves and generally keeping an eye on the customers. I saw a young lady maybe early 20’s who did not appear to be shopping but looking round very suspiciously she also did not look like the local Arab women, she had a large bag which looked like it had some of the stores clothes in. I radioed the owner and he. I wasn’t sure what to do or what this meant. Clearly, making a move was not my strong suit. Which is why I never made one.Then I felt her hand slowly move south, beneath the cover, over my stomach. My cock was still stiff. I was trying to ignore it. But her hand on my stomach made it jump.“You didn’t finish,” she said.I felt her nails in my pubic hair, trailing around with light scratches. Then I felt her hand grip the base of my cock, her fingers tightening around the shaft, pumping up, over. I felt happy and moved faster and faster. I could not control my feeling. I was getting my climax… she too moved faster, faster and faster…… Suddenly she slowed down her movements. On seeing her body I gave some more force inside her. I felt some strange feeling inside my brain, shoulder and buttocks and climaxed inside her. My body was loosened. Now I realized that she had already climaxed and that’s why she kept lying motionless. Now I made more kissed on her lips, cheeks, neck… after.