She took off my t-shirt and shorts, caressing my skin all the way with her nimble fingers. She kissed my navel, did a sort of tongue whirl in it, and ...slowly moved up to my chest. I understood quickly that I would be expected to reciprocate this shortly. She bit and sucked my nipples gently, making me float between pain and pleasure. Even as I focussed there, I realised she was kneading my posterior at the same time. An explosion of senses was happening, and I could see the end coming soon.I. He sits up and climbs up onto her, sitting on her butt. He leans over, kisses her back then up to her neck. He reaches his hands around under her and lightly fondles her breasts through her little tank top. He can feel her squirming, but knows she is playing a little game with him. So he continues to fondle her breasts, then he slides his hands under her waist and slowly pulls her shirt up, exposing her breasts and rubs and fondles them some more. She giggles a little bit more. . I took some oil and poured on her back and started to rub my fingers along her spine. I slowly put my legs on either sides and resting on her back. She giggled.. I was giving her good massage and trying to touch her boobs from side and her stomach.Once in a while I was biting her on her waist… She started moaning slowly…she was saying ssshhh…aaaahhhhh…ammaa, ….. I leaned on her , moved close to her ears and asked her ” do u need any other body part for massage, I saw her face, she was blushing. She had told me earlier about how she and her husband worked opposing schedules, and the only time they spent together was in sleep. How her opinion on kids had come full circle, and having had two previous abortions and a sterile husband, she was worried that she'd never have a family. She had confessed in the hot tub that she'd often wondered what her life would be like had she married me instead of him.Our lips met one last time in the kitchen as a decision had apparently been reached. She.