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After he had finished with his speech, like a teacher, he asked if we had any questions. Whether it was the mixture of nerves and jealousy or the fact that I was fighting off a hard on at the thought of them, I shrugged off his inquiry. So it started. He edged himself up in his seat and he said to me, “I will have that drink actually if that’s okay? A glass of water?” I obliged but as I left the room I couldn’t help feeling I shouldn’t have. When I came back in with his water and my wife’s vod and black, she was sitting between his legs on the sofa with her back against his chest. His hands were lightly caressing her bare shoulders and through her vest I could see that her nipples were already erect. He asked I put his drink down on the table but she asked for hers in hand, so once again, I obliged. She drank several large gulps before leaning over and placing her empty glass next to his. As she moved back to him he placed his arm around her midsection and his large hand came to rest on her thigh. She appeared to snuggle as she watched his giant fingers lightly circulate on her upper leg. His other hand still lightly caressed her arm but he had taken more of a grip of it and the back of his fingers grazed her boob as it moved. I took my seat opposite the sofa on our pufe. Not quite knowing the correct protocol, I nervously almanbahis şikayet watched on, mute. Eventually his hand left her arm and came to rest upon her left breast. For some time he touched her like this, his fingers would roam to her other boob and circle her nipple teasingly through her vest, and his other hand gently edged its way deeper between her closed legs until she had little choice but to offer some slack. The atmosphere was tense. I felt an overwhelming need to break the ice with a needless observation but I bit my tongue and watched on in silence. She was getting more and more turned on, and so was I. For a brief moment his left hand disappeared behind her back as he appeared to reshuffle his tackle. Then it came back with added confidence as it slipped down her vest top and gained access to her bare boobs. He tweaked and rolled her nipples in his fingers and she reacted with deep, sexy breaths. His other hand had now forced its way upwards between her soft legs, and locked onto her crotch. Her legs closed around it tightly as if in denial but it was clear she wanted it there. Her head circled back to his touch, exposing her beautiful neck and he started kissing it gently. The longer it went on the more her movements became lustful until she was full on gyrating her hips, rubbing her lower back against almanbahis canlı casino his cock. She could obviously feel it because she appeared to be working it. I began to feel a bit like a spare part. He had taken her under his spell far more quickly and easily than I had envisaged and It was now as if I wasn’t there. She leant her head around as he kissed her neck and for the first time on that night they kissed. It was like a spear through my heart, and pants. My wife and I had briefly discussed a no kissing rule before we even found this guy and I had assumed it was in place. Obviously she had forgotten or the temptation was just to much. Either way they were now kissing and tonguing each others mouths. His hand left her breast and fell upon her cheek as her kisses took him, such soft passionate lips would own any man. They were now kissing very deeply and the last of her reluctant guard slipped away as her legs fell apart. His hand was quick to reply and his fingers began to rub her most intimate place, through her leggings. He worked her roughly with his fingers and her breathing increased to a slight groan as he found her clit. He seemed to know just how to touch her as she writhed lustfully under his finger. This was what I’d dreamt of, now all I had to do was enjoy it. He fingered her fleshy patch almanbahis casino like an expert, her pelvis moving to his touch, ever grinding itself against his strong fingers. All the time he still kissed her, even as she grappled for air he forced his tongue into her mouth, her breaths hard and sexy. Soon her body stiffened and she exhaled a breath laced with orgasmic release and their kiss broke as she became limp in his arms. He’d already made her cum and she hadn’t yet removed her leggings! Somehow I knew by the look on his face that he knew he was in for a treat with this one. With a sudden energy she pushed herself upright. She had obviously turned to see how his bulge was doing when she let out a gasp of sorts. She looked up at him and he smiled. They shared an intimate kiss and he whispered something to her. I didn’t like that but what could I do? She then stood up facing him and he placed his hands on her thighs running them around onto her bum, my bum! Then his fingers took hold of her waistband and slowly he lowered her leggings allowing her to step out of them. Until this moment I had been glued to my seat, partly in fear of getting in their way and partly to hide my hard on. But at that moment I felt unable to stay seated. I had noticed when she stood with her back to me that there was a wet patch halfway up the back of her vest top. It all of a sudden became apparent where it had come from. As she kicked her leggings off and went to her knees I saw that his cock was out and standing to attention. At first glance I truly thought he’d put a large dildo down there.