But we could still see each other from the light coming through the curtains. I took of my t-shirt. I saw her seeing my body. I then lay on her and st...rted kissing her lips again. This kiss lasted really long. After the kiss broke I started kissing her on her shoulders and started moving downwards towards her breasts. Moans were escaping her lips….Mmmm….Aaahhhhh…..Mmmmm….I kissed one of her breasts over her bra and pressed the other one and played with it for quite a long time…Then I switched. They often laughed over the word 'punishment' that was rarely a punishment at all but was, instead, an erotic caprice of his own sensuality. One of his favorites was to gaze up at her gravely from his chair before the commencement of a meeting and state simply a number: ten, twenty, fifty... She would nod and brightly smile, knowing that when the rest had gone she would be taken to the punishment room and whipped with that number of strokes. He sometimes added to his terse statement of a number. She didn’t say anything, she was joining the flow. I looked at her bra which was drenched and unable to hold her boobs. The nipples protruded through them, their outline visible distinctly. I removed her bra from the top and what I saw made me jump in joy.Her boobs were dangling before me. They had medium sized, light brown colored nipples. They were rock hard, pointing towards me, with the areola around them being all erect due to the cold water. I didn’t waste time and went down and sucked. Like what are you referring young lady? Hmm maybe I can suck your dick? Are you now bribing me with sexual favours? I can expell you for that.No please sir. It will be our little secret.Ok then stand up and take off your dress!Standing in front of my husband just in my underwear, he ran his right hand up my inner thighs, he moved my G string aside and started rubbing my wet pussy. He fingered me while standing up and then moved his hands up, taking my bra off, exposing my hard nipples. He.
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