Listening to her moans, Aisha came running towards the bedroom and saw us doing sex, she waited there for a while and then returned back to kitchen to... prepare the tea and breakfast.I started stroking her pussy slowly and she was in seventh heaven. She was moaning bit softly and telling me Saab jorse karna Bahut maza aaya kal raatko gradually, I started increasing my speed and she was also responding very well from below with the movement of her hips and butts upwards in 5 minutes, she arched. I took off my pants, she clearly noticed the bulge in my underwear. I took off my underwear off and held her hand, guiding her hand to my penis. She held on to it, I rolled my hands over hers, making her hands cup my penis. I made her move her hand up n down. It was one of the best feelings, maybe top three. I was riding high and had it been any longer, I would have cummed.I put her legs up, positioned her, had my tip right at the entrance to her castle. First try, nothing, second try, it. She kept herself to herself, there wasn't even gossip, you know - she's a dyke or whatever. She just kept her own council as they say in these parts.We met socially very occasionally - I must admit my wife and I liked her, she was very pleasant company. She's a 'toucher.' Our family, on both sides, have always been 'touchers' as well - we'll put an arm around someone when we meet, touch their arm as we talk, often brush cheeks as we greet. I don't know why - I guess it's not everyone's bag, but. He took my hand and pulled it into his lap and to my surprise I realized his pants were open exposing a hard cock. It was warm and hard, and felt enormous as I wrapped my hand around it for my first time of touching anyone’s cock, and the thrill was building.His hand was trying to pull down my zipper so I helped him so that he could feel my cock, which was not nearly as big as what his felt like, but just the touch of his hand was so exciting. A few strokes and I came in his hand, and he then.