Then she lay back on the sofa, legs wide apart, an imploring invitation. My clothes joined hers on the floor and so began a passionate exploration of ...ach other which remains an erotic blur in my memory. I recall Dee’s hoarse plea, “Don’t rush. Please make it last. You can do anything you want. And please – show me how to make it good for you, too.” There were tongues on nipples, fingers in vaginas, breasts rubbing against breasts, some spanking (Dee asked and I, to my surprise, was aroused. ” She locked her hands behind Tommy’s neck, pulling herself up to her tip-toes and rubbing against the bulge in his shorts. “Was I wrong?” she purred in his ear.“No, no, not wrong at all.” She wants to talk about it. “I mean like, that guy had to have been playing with your bare tits. He was, wasn’t he?” Tommy’s cock was leaking precum, a wet spot forming on the front of his shorts. His hands tightened on Charlene’s butt, pulling her body into his.“Uhm yeah! I guess that’s right,” she cooed.. It just feels so wonderful to snuggle as close as I can and then feel his hand cupping my boob. Then we both fall asleep. It’s like being in Heaven!”Rita smiled warmly and says, “Pete complains a bit, though. He says, instead of snoring, I make a lot of soft, happy sounds that keep him awake. When I’m aware of doing it — which isn’t often — I do know Pete just tightens his grip on my breast to hold me even closer.” Rita glanced at her watch and jumped up. “Oops! I’d better get out to my desk.. Then she told me that she had to move to Dubai to stay with her husband. In a way, that was my breakup sex. I was disappointed that my only source of sex was leaving me.On reaching home, my mom said that she was going out for an hour or two. As soon as she left, I went to the living room and started watching a movie. Simran came to me and asked if she could join. I thought she would sit on the floor. But she sat right beside me with her arm over me.Slowly, slowly she was getting too close to.