We sat facing each other, and Sara poked my left breast. She began to rub the nipple, and I let out a small moan. I lightly squeezed her right breas..., and she started to massage both of my breasts. She let out a groan as I used both of my hands to rub her nipple. She took her hands off of my breasts to hold my hands, and put them into my lap. She then leaned in to suckle my left breast, and squeeze my right. I moaned loudly, and my hand travelled to my vagina. I rubbed my clit, and told. She moaned and twitched, sometimes moving her hips just enough to make her climax spike again.Finally, she drifted down from her heights, and let out a long, satisfied moan. “Damn, that was good,” she breathed.“Hell yeah,” Cerebus growled in response.“Do you... Do you ever come?” She asked in a languid voice, and then chuckled.“Close.”Reaching deep into reserves of strength, Raven managed to lever up onto her arms, and then sit upright with him still inside her. After a shiver from the. Of course, with some help from this same hubby, I am writing this story to share with all of you here. There is no sex involves in this first chapter. If you want those fast "bang and go" story, this is not. It was written in a slow and detailed manner but I can assure you that those nasty parts will come in the later chapters. Let me introduce a little background of myself. I am an older woman, in my early forties and of Asian descent, while my husband is a Caucasian. We have three. He did not relent. She felt his fingers invade her, poking her, prodding her. She tried to remember her plan to seduce him, but she could no longer control herself - he was back in charge. Coherent thought had fled her mind. His fingers were so gentle on her clit, knew just how to touch her to drive her the wildest. She was like clay in his hands, molded to the shape he wanted.She felt his fingers plunge deeper inside her, curving upward, curving in a direction no cock could reach-And then.