It was like seeing her for the first time all over again. We had been dating for a few months now but every time that I saw her laying there after mak...ing love always reminded me of the first time. I then felt Chloe's warm soft palms caress my fore arms gently, running from my elbows to my shoulders slowly. The gentle, delicate touch of her hand against me, brought me shivering as the flame of my desire was brought back to life within me, rekindling quickly and engulfing me in its warmth. A soft. Finally, Leslie shot into the older boys mouth, the older boy immediately followed suit and dropped his load down Leslie’s throat.They continued to suck each other for a couple of minutes, the term today would be decompressing, unknown in 1957. Finally they drew apart.The older boy continued to caress and play with Leslie’s cock as they silently contemplated their actions, and in about five minutes Leslie was hard again.Not knowing exactly why the older boy reversed positions and rolled onto. His hand slaps your ass cheek, not hard or violently but the sting awakens a sensation and the combination of his penetration makes you realize you like it. “Again…again. Spank me!”He periodically gives your cheeks a smack, the sound and sensation is shocking to you, because while you feel so used and maybe slightly degraded, you also feel alive and sexy. You might be more mature than there two men but you want to be fucked like a younger woman. You want them to show you no caution because of. While she was making chappathi, I stood behind her claiming to help her and learn from her. My dick stood erect and touched her butt. I ran my fingers over hers, helping her with the dough.After the chappathi was done, I insisted her on eating with me. Instead, she said she’ll serve as she had already eaten. I said fine, and when she was serving with her saree I touched her hips. They were heavenly. I said sorry, and she never responded. I felt that I had done a mistake by touching a woman.