One hand circled his pulsing shaft while the other caressed his legs, hips, and cupped him. She worked him over very patiently, careful to gauge his r...eactions and readiness, not wanting him to arrive too far along too fast. This was a lady who knew her way around a man's anatomy and sensibilities. He moved his own caresses gradually upwards arriving at her moist silken curls, darting his tongue up and along her rise, her furrow. This was a slow dance, a linger, an advance, an entry, and retreat. Our drinks came to us right as she finished dancing. Next up was one of the black guys. My wife wanted to wait till she had her drink and then dance the next song. The two did get on the dance floor. They danced together. I had to stop watching the game so I could watch them two.Wish she goes back to white guys so I can watch my game. After the song they both walked back. I got another round of drinks coming to finish my end of the bargain as Gwen now was going to dance with the last black guy.. Hardly, she explained. She just figured she was going to ease her way into more daring public exposure.A few minutes before we were going to pack up and call it a day, a teenager arrived at the pool. He was a rather gangly dark-haired boy who liked to hang around by the pool. Occasionally, I'd noticed him with a couple of friends, but he was alone this afternoon.The minute the boy dove into the pool, Carla winked at me and followed suit. Uh-oh, I thought. Here comes trouble.But it wasn't, At. Ek hi room hone ki wajah se wo darwaje me khadi hokar bat kar rahi thi aur nai khana bana raha tha.. Me pani fekbe bahar jane laga pat wo darwje se hati nahi jaisi mai bahar niklane gaya wo thodi aur sarak gayi jiski wahah se uske boobs mere hath me ragad gaye. Mai kuch nahi bola ate wakt b wahi huwa. ..Maine andar akar jab ghabrakar unhe dekha .. Wo hadkar boli kya huwa .. Maine b himmat karke bol diya apka touch bahot achha laga.. Itne wo thodi undar ayi aur boli are yar tum sharmate bahot ho.