My hus… husband was again saying something I didn’t catch.“I’m sorry, love. It’s a bit… a bit crazy here. I have to go.”“All right,”...John said. “Talk to you later?”The man’s fingers had moved, they were grazing… grazing a nipple. His hot breath wormed its way into my head.“Talk to you later. [sharp intake of breath] Love you.”“Love you,” John said as the man’s fingers closed on my breast. I… I cut the call.“And that,” the man whispered in my ear, “is why I love… love it… [sigh] … when married. They weren’t overly large, about the size of large oranges. Her nipples stood out proudly, a deep shade of pink compared to the milky white breast. I lowered my head and ravenously attached myself to one nipple, licking, nibbling, and sucking trying to savor as much as I could. Not wanting it to feel left out, I began to rub and gently tweak her other nipple. “Oh God, more,” she moaned as I continued my ministrations to her lovely breasts, alternating my oral attack on each breast. Her pace. I made her sit and sat down and started our talks. I ordered all those food items which I like, as we both have similar taste and yes she loves it too. Also got fine scotch for her and we enjoyed the dinner very well.She was looking so gorgeous and sexy. She had worn a red color dress which had some stone work done on that with high wedges. It was going so well that we felt we both were knowing what another one will be wearing.I was looking at her nonstop and she was noticing me. I didn’t want. As he kissed me deeper and pulled me in to him tighter he let his hand wander up my skirt, along the soft skin of my thigh, inching slowly closer to my now throbbing clit. He found my lacy knickers and let his hand slip inside. He was right. I was definitely ready for this. My knickers were wet in anticipation. I was more ready than I knew. He let his fingers explore inside my soft wet lips, sliding his finger gently up and down them before resting on my tight bud and rubbing it rhythmically..
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