I lovingly played with them for a long time. ‘Suck my tits!’ she implored. When my mouth made contact with her boob, Dana groaned in short panting... breaths and her hand dropped to her lap. My lips and tongue worked her nipples into little factories of sexual current as she vigorously strummed her slice. Dana was a sight to behold as she threw her head back and trumpeted her rousing orgasm. ‘Oh, that was wonderful.’ she purred like a kitten and embraced me with tenderness. My desire to please. I was like, damn this is one heck of a condition!On the same day, we made accounts on Tinder and Bumble. We made many right swipes but most of them were fake and a few wanted to have a swing, which she strictly objected to, and I didn’t want my wife with anyone else (I am too possessive about her :P).Finally, we hit jackpot. We got matched with a girl Asha (name changed). She was 27 years old. She had a great ass and nice pair of boobs. Her sizes were 34-38-48. We pinged her and verified her.. A moan escaped my parched lips as I felt my lover's body tense. I knew it would not be long now, I knew that he was on the knife edged precipice of orgasm. I couldn't wait for him, my body responded to his without my consent. I bucked against him, grabbing tight, holding him in me and groaning loudly as my mind went blank and my body and mind exploded beneath him.Two Months earlier:It had been like this every night for the past two months. The first night that it had happened, I was lying in my. . or whoever gave you these hickies ... That's not normal, you know? Mmmm..." She lost herself in the moment. "Why aren't I jealous?" She shrugged. "Any ... uh ... anyway. Um, anyway, I ... oh ... figured I'm ju ... ooh! ... just going to go with the flow ... oh ... ohhhhhh, Eric." She started shuddering again, arching her back, pressing into my hands. "Yes. Yes!"Marissa stopped stroking me then, her breathing ragged. "Okay, I give up," she said, pulling down her shorts. "I don't care if it.