The waiter now began wiping the soda on her boobs. It had flowed down from her boobs down to the belly. He reached the belly, but then found it was do...wn right up to the pussy. She spread her legs to allow him access to the pussy.He too had understood that he had no escape and had begun enjoying. As he was wiping the pussy, she, as if helping him, caught his hand and pushed his finger in to the pussy. She had by now understood what I wanted and had begun to enjoy the game. She looked at me. With every stroke and every taste of his skin, I wanted him more. My body couldn’t seem to get close enough to his.He would ask me to read some sections to him, so he could close his eyes and drink in the sensation and the wicked words. In between the spoken text, I’d remind him, now and then, not to cum yet. By the end of the story, my hand was drenched in his pre-cum and his ass crack and lower back was soaked in mine. I was stroking his cock and pinching his nipples and biting his neck, as. That was where he usually found her, still half-asleep, enjoying her life as the stay-at-home wife. He didn’t know what she did with her spare time–other than fucking him–and he frankly didn’t care. ‘You awake?’ he asked softly as he started stripping off his clothes. Sometimes she was and sometimes she wasn’t. It didn’t matter which, she always welcomed him to her bed. ‘Mm-hmm,’ she answered, rolling back and forth in the bed, making room for him. Castor didn’t bother folding his clothes, they. . I'm... I don't know if... I mean, I want toreciprocate..." Don't worry sweetheart," I said softly, "There's no need.This was for you. I think I understand how you feel rightnow. I understand if you're not ready. This is all new toyou. Please don't worry. I'm just fine... really fine, infact!" and I gave his cock a little squeeze.His arms tightened around me. We sat together, drowsing, insilence for a while. Then Jason spoke."Hon, I'm so sorry, but I really gotta go. My lab starts ateight.