We have in the past had another woman join us as well as played partially with other couples.. It has been a main item in the sheets to add to the mom...ent.. For several years my wife has said she would gladly do it if she could only fing the right guy.. I was amazed as i knew how hot she was and how easy it seemed to me, it just was not for her.. Then one night we made love and right after we were done she said.. ‘you know there is this one guy i met that i think is soo hot’.. I told her to. It's more like I'm a woman doing it with a man. I'm a woman, or feel a woman." And it seems strange? Imagining you're a woman?" Yeah. It's not a gay thing, how I think about it. Definitely not gay. Afterwards I hate myself for doing it and I promise I'll stop, never do it again." "You feel guilty." Not exactly," James said, "I think, why do I do it, it's just that it's . . . crazy, perverted. I say I'll stop. I won't do it any more. But then I get the urge and I do it again." Has there been. When he reached me, he kissed me on the lips. Hard. Repeatedly. Then suddenly he scooped me up in his strong arms, his hands on my butt, my back against the wall, and spread my legs like they were his possessions, which I guess they were.My fear didn't banish the excitement, and I could feel myself hot and dripping as his mouth returned to mine. Just as I was getting used to the rough touch of his lips and the soft firmness of his tongue, he literally dropped me over himself, his big cock. I just grabbed them in hurry and started playing with them, mean while I never know when she removed my shirt and started kissing on my chest and playing with my nipples. It was really so exciting and we were lost in each other.We forgot presence of her friends in flat and started moaning while playing with each other. After 10-15 minutes of for play I pulled down her panty and put my tongue in her juicy opening. I was enjoying every inch of her body and smoothness of her parts was making me.