I slide my hand back down, and rub your inner thighs, in between which, my towel-covered body is now positioning. My warm soft hand then carefully wra...s around the shaft of your semi-hard cock. Slowly rubbing, while I kiss around your waist. (Anticipation really is everything. *S*) As I feel you being further aroused by the movement of my hand, I bring my thumb to the tip of your cock. I rub gently, circling the pre-cum, watching it glisten in the soft light of the room. I then move my tongue. Or my furious wanking to whatever I found hot in the moment. I usually came as quick as I could, wanking more to release stress than to get pleasure. As my dad said when they were looking for antonyms for patience and carefulness they just put my name down. I was the type of guy who skipped the talking parts of movies for the action. What did I care if I missed some emotional crap? I just wanted to see explosions.Mum was standing next to the table with the washing hamper sitting on the table. I. After dancing in that position for a minute she thought that neither was she enjoying the dance nor the company, so decided to let go of the pangs of morality that troubled her mind. From then on she danced leisurely not worrying about the closeness with Mahesh. More cocktails flowed in and more dancing followed.Soon she felt the strong chest of Mahesh and the contours of his shoulder muscles as she danced with him. She wasn’t sure whether she liked the way one of Mahesh’s arm holding her waist. I always will.”She tilted her face up to his. Now Sean was open-mouthed.“I tried to tell you,” she said, eyes flooding. “So many times. I’m sorry. I’m so weak.”Sean ran his hand up her naked back, causing Mary’s legs to go wobbly at the sensation. He then made a fist in her hair and pulled her mouth to his.Their kiss was long and expressive. It spoke of need and regret, of love and promise. They embraced, reveling in truth finally revealed.What began as a kiss of love soon became one of.