I moved my body up and down in short deliberate movements. I watched his face as he smiled and looked into my eyes with an expression of satisfaction.... He moved both of his hands to my hips and started to guide me back and forth, occasionally prompting me up and down at the same time. I leaned back to try to force it deeper into me with little success. I took his hands in mine and used them to push and pull myself in a steady rhythm. We went on like this for what seemed like forever. Finally, he. We continued to have learn each other's bodies and kinks. We would watch movies about cuckolding and look at picture on wifelovers.I was always satisfied with our sex. He always made sure I got off, but I'm sure he could tell I was missing something. I haven't really had sex with huge cocks but he's definitely small compared to others, I was missing having big hard cocks fucking me. Filling my pussy up, making me moan so much I'm sure that my neighbours were able to hear. I love being bent over. Her hands are pulling at my shirt, both of us panting the same space of air between kissing each other. My hands roam her waist, pushing her shirt up as I go. Damn, her skin is always so fucking soft. "You're cute when you're jealous," Chanel says and kisses me. Haha...fuck. My instinct is to deny it, but we both know she's right. I grab her ass, lifting and pinning her against the wall, her legs wide open against me. "I'm sorry," I mumble as Chanel braids her fingers in my hair. "Don't be,". She was just as she looked before, only she had been saying som parts ache. I kidded her about getting old and then i noticed some white cloth materials, very thin and transparent. She said Aakash (sp?) had told her she needed to wear something as unrestrictive as possible and as his new student he gave her a few as a gift, in case she wanted to meditate at home or something. Since i saw her dress in the morning i knew she had a black bra and thong on, so i was wonder if she would’ve removed.