We continued our kiss as he ground his cock against mine and the whole experience felt nice. He had a great cock and I reached down and took him in to... my hand. I squeezed and stroked him a few times before taking both of our cocks in my hand to stroke them together. Moments later I stopped our kiss and I looked down at his cock while simultaneously squatting down in front of it. He was about 6 or so inches long maybe and felt firm in my hand. I was staring at and admiring him while stroking. She looked at me proudly. "You see ? In the ass its not sex !" she said between two moans. "I can't get pregnant therefore its not sex and I am still faithful to my boyfriend !". The NYMPHOCOM was apparently helping her with a weird logic which allowed her to behave like a slut while still feeling like a virgin. I was not going to contradict her. She was moaning like crazy and I was sure she was to be heard everywhere in our building. After twenty or thirty movements she had my dick completely. It revealed her curves to the fullest.She asked me to wait on the sofa while Raghav got ready and brought me a glass of milk from the kitchen. The sofa was quite low, so she had to bend a little forward to hand me the glass and this was the first time i could catch a glimpse of her milky white cleavage. I really got excited and before she could spot me with my erection i place my bag on the lap. She handed me the glass , turned around and was setting the newspaper on the table which was in. I went back in doors and put the kettle on, as I waited for it to boil I watched through the patio doors, I found myself wondering if they were sex starved, just being released they might not have had sex for a long time, the fact that they were ogling me made me think they were in need of emptying their sacks, again I found myself getting wetter and wetter. The noise of my phone ringing soon brought me back to reality, it was my husband. I told him what had happened, "your having a fucking.