. dhire dhire kiss krte krte uska top k upar se uske bade bade mumme dabane lage. Wo garam hoti ja rhi ti. Aur fatak se maine uska top utar diya. Aur ...ek hath se ek chuchi ko dabane laga aur dusre ko chusne laga.Wo soskiya bhar rhi thi. Main bich bich mein kaat leta tha aur wo chilane lagti thi.. aise hi doosre ko v chusna chalu kiya. Aur uske pant k upar se uske chut ko rub krne laga. Wo garam hoti ja rhi thi. Tb maine uski pant ko utara aur chuste chuste uski chut ki aur jane laga.. kya kamal. We were in our late 40s/Early 50s, and had met on match.com after I had just been divorced by my ex-wife. There is no sex in this story, but I wanted to share it here on LitE, so I am placing it in the ‘Non-Erotic’ section (although whether or not it is erotic is subjective, but if you are looking for wanking material, you should definitely look elsewhere). All constructive comments (whether you like or dislike the story) would be greatly appreciated. Thanks for reading, -Rei ========[ THE. Her other hand was gently playing with her left nipple. Pinching it and twisting it. Soon, she was once again in the throws of passion, as she held her breath and began to arch her back gasping and shuddering.John grabbed the eye shadow applicator, saying, “Sheila, stop.”He had noticed her nipple had begun to bleed from the new piercing.“Finish yourself off using your Clitty. While you put your lipstick on.”Sheila’s breathing slowed, as she quickly reached for the shiny gold tube. She twisted. She walked up to me and pressed her naked skin against mine, squeezing my hardon between us. She wrapped her arms around me and whispered in my ear, “Is this okay?”I slid a hand between her legs. Her pussy was soaked! “Go for it,” I whispered back. She smiled and sat down on the stool. She looked from me to Rob as she raised her hand to her right breast and tweaked her nipple.“I should get home and get cleaned up,” Rob said, his eyes fixed on Laura.“Just use this shower,” Bret suggested,.