Holy Shit whats that touching my hand? Thats her pussy! She was having to lean up on tiptoes to reach the top of my head (I'm 6'2" so quite tall) and ...that meant she had to have the arm of the chair between her legs. With my fingers on top. With me trying not to move them, not wanting her to know that all thats separating her pussy from my fingers is her leather pants and a flimsy barbers cape.I can feel the pre cum dribbling out of my already hard cock.Shit, she's grinding on my hand! I look up. I’m 40 years old at the moment and married. The incident that I am going to narrate here happened way back when I was 22 years old and used to reside with my family in Rawalpindi. But before I proceed I think some retrospect and history need to be told. My first ever sex experience was at the age of 17 with a friend who happened to be son of a very close friend of my father. Both families were very close. It all started with watch porn magazines together then feeling each other’s bodies and. “What would that be I mumbled while still sucking her hardened nipples, I’ll show you. my mouth released from her enormous breast as she slowly moved her head into position, Sliding down my pants and boxers to gain access to my cock, which she quickly began sucking my swollen cock with her warm mouth, Oh did this ever feel good inside her experienced mouth, which was working my cock over like never before, she’d suck it and then take the entire length inside her warm mouth as to swallow it,. I was choking. I couldn’t breathe. I pressed harder for a few more seconds, and then he eased the pressure. I got his cock out of my mouth as fast as I could gasping for air. I saw his huge cock in front of me, with my saliva hanging off the head of his cock.I looked back up at him, and gave him a look. Not a look of “Wtf, are you trying to kill me?”, but a look of “Oh my god”. I was breathing heavy with my mouth open. After catching my breath, I immediately put his cock back in my mouth, and.