“Oooh, Prashant,” giggled Sushila.She was somewhat ticklish around her arsehole. Like any woman who truly enjoyed sex without any limits, Sushila ...was well aware that the anus was incredibly sensitive, billions of nerve-endings around that supposedly-taboo entrance all ready to send pulses of pleasure through her body.She shivered pleasurably as I began licking that hole. I ran his tongue up and down Sushila’s arse-crack then changed tactic, swirling his tongue in circles around the hole.Once. But what I saw was a perky little breast with a nipple that would drive a man wild. It was so bright red and probably the size of a pencil eraser. My cock hardened, I sat down in a chair facing her and made sure I made eye contact and nothing else. I was a good corporate manager, well trained in HR classes in safe working places and sexual harassment. Besides, a gentleman doesn’t stare.There were probably four or five times that this happened, once in a white button style blouse, the fabric had. The vibrator was pure black, had a rotating head, and 6 different speeds. The dildo was electric blue, the shaft was straight with a nice curve up top to hit my g-spot, and it was about 5.5 inches long. When I used it I normally bottomed it out in my pussy. I started tweaking my nipples making them hard and I ran my hand down my stomach to play with my smooth pussy. I turned on my vibrator and set it on my clit, the buzz sending Shockwave through my body. I was already wet, and I shoved the. This helped the picture become clearer and the anxiety disappeared........I mostly knew, and partly hoped, Ii could make this evening everything they had hoped for as a couple. To blow his mind and please her with the way I pleased, tantalised, spoilt and teased her husband. The delicious added bonus was that the very thought of me doing this for another man was turning on my own husband on no end. By the time the night came and he dropped me off at the hotel he was so turned on. He asked me to.