"Brian, I'm not so sure this is a very good idea," she said. Fate and whatever else was with me however as a second, even closer more violent clap of ...thunder and simultaneous lightning filled the room. I felt her burry her head against my neck and shoulder, her body fully lying atop me now, the press of her bare breasts even through her lightweight nightgown clearly evident as they mashed themselves against my chest. But even better than that, I felt the press of my hard stiff erection directly. "Isn't that what a girl gives toher 'man,' faggot. On your knees and lick me clean, faggot."I dropped to my knees as Tammy repositioned herself so her legs werehanging from the bed. My god, she had a beautiful pussy. It was wet andglowing from her liquids as she rubbed herself. I made it a littledamper. And she tasted wonderful. How I enjoyed looking up her nightgownand saw her mountainous breasts and a light touch of sweat. Howwonderful it was to watch her squirm and see her muscles move as. "Tony said you had world-class breasts and he isn't wrong." What else did he say about me?" I asked, curious to know what had been said when I wasn't there."To be honest we mostly spoke about practicalities. He said no rough stuff or anal and that if you said no at any stage then that absolutely had to be respected. He did say that a bit of dirty talk was fine, even desirable, but not to get too carried away." Oh, so if you were allowed to say something dirty to me what would it be?" I. As we entered the party, my husband’s boss ( Mr. Kathuria) walked up to us and greeted us. Kathuria was a 55-year-old man, who was unmarried. He was a fitness freak, with a well-toned body and looked several years younger than his actual age. He was a pleasant man to talk with and I remember meeting him on my marriage day.I noticed Kathuria staring at my belly for a few times whilst chatting with my husband. It made me uncomfortable but I did not show it out. After chatting with us for a couple.