By not forcing the pace, we shared equally in the bliss of connection.It might have been minutes or hours we kept at it, my arse receiving her throbbi...g rod again and again as her hands caressed my own manhood. Having spent our seed earlier, we did not feel the bodily pressure toward imminent release again yet. However, such stimulation of the genitals must lead somewhere. The body instinctively craves procreation, and rewards us with conscious pleasure so that it can lead there. Slowly,. I looked at myself in the full length mirror in the changing room. Another woman came in, and caught me checking myself out. “You sure look good love, but the skirt, you should have brought the smaller one, I’ll get it.”She was back in a couple of seconds. I changed them over. She was right. This one was tighter, and shorter, my crotch almost level with the hem. I put a sheer black blouse over the bra. My breasts visible through the material, a deep breath and my nipples would pop out. “Now. She was very much in control and just when I was about to climax, she stopped all motion and I slowly sunk back to the bed, but still could feel the violation of her finger in my ass. "Do you like this feeling?" she asked. She smiled and moved her finger slowly against my prostate. "I feel very much out of control, but it is very exciting," I replied."From now on, I want to be able to do this anytime I desire," she informed me, "do you understand?" She smiled and wiggled her finger in my ass to. He moved her feet up and now she lay stretched out completely naked on the couch, hearing him panting on his knees beside her. The heady smoke of the marijuana wafted sensuously through her blood, intensifying the uncontrollable sensations which were unwantedly directing her actions. She gritted her teeth together, resisting as best she could, but her utter helplessness and the thought of her husband making love to some other woman were too much for the tormented wife's confused, bedrugged.