She opened it and took out the special pair of navy blue boyshorts. She ran her fingers over the fabric, closed her eyes and raised it to her face, sn...ffing her strong smell and shuddering. She always wore them when she masturbated now, Peter would like that. When they were soaked through and through with her cum, she put them back in the bag - still damp - to wait for next time. Thank God, she thought, I'm not a squirter.She slid the panties slowly up her legs, enjoying the feel of her fingers. I tried to hint around to her to show off her body but she acted like that mad her mad. I bought her tight shorty shorts and very short skirts and over time she began to wear them regularly. All my friends started hanging around in hopes to see my wife in something sexy, and very often they did. She started enjoying the teasing she got from them and she would flirt back. I noticed that when we had sex after she had been showing off that day that her pussy was extremely wet. I kept a short cut. He moaned a bit and stopped moving so he could look me in the eyes.Then I pulled him down for a kiss.The kiss was very much like our coupling had been up until this point: soft and slow and savoring, but I wanted more. I deepened the kiss and Xander didn’t hesitate a moment before he joined me in making the kiss into the passionate melding of mouths that I think we both needed at that point.When he started to move inside me again, his thrusts very much matched the level of passion being. Mene unke pet aur pith (backside) ki malish ki aur pucha, “kya apke boobs me bhi dard he? Kaho to unkibi malish karu?.” Usne jhatse bra khol di aur ek kone me phenk di.Uske wo football jaise unnat uroj(boobs) dekh kar mai pagal ho gaya aur unhe joro se dabaane laga. Wo ‘ah..ah..si…’ jaisi siskariya le rahi thi. Me bich bich me uski panty me hath dal ke uski gaand(ass) me ungali karne laga jisse wo aur garam ho gayi aur samajh gayi ki me bhi use chodna chahta hu. Wo boli, ” kya tumne kisi.