I felt the bed move as he moved down and began sucking on her other breast and I could hear my wifes breathing becoming heavier. I tilted my head up a...d she kissed me hard on the lips. Again I slid my hand toward her pussy and this time his was gone. Her pussy was open and very wet, so I slid a couple of my fingers in and gently probed her. His hand slid down past mine and down her leg then back up to her pussy, so I let him replace my fingers with his. Looking across her chest I watched him. Her thighs looked a little like mine.Begin slowly, I thought. I rubbed my boobs, my nipples, pulling slightly at my nipples… rubbed the bottom of my breasts, lightly, with my fingertips, something that always causes a reaction to flare. I trailed my fingers down my tummy to my thighs… and along the sides of my labia. I stroked gently, watching the woman get up from bed only to have her stepson wander into the room and find the cell phone, where mom was giving her son a blowjob.The middle finger. After the final fitting of the costumes, Bob and Nancy headed home to her apartment. Bob wore a gray plaid skirt and white sweater Nancy had brought to the theater for him. He still had the breast forms and constructed leotard. As they neared her apartment, Nancy bumped into Fred, her next door neighbor. She introduced Bob as her friend Bobbie from out of town. Fred smiled and looked Bob/Bobbie up and down. He invited them to join him for dinner, and offered to fix Bobbie up with his. His other hand slipped up her thigh, using the wetness leaking onto his balls to rub into her clit, kissing her back as she arched against him, groans escaping from her mouth as he felt her pussy start to squeeze his cock when his finger sped up.He needed to feel her sliding up and down him again, so he stood up, automatically making her bend over the desk, legs apart, while he took hold of her waist and let her slide forward before pulling her back against him as he pushed forward, his balls.
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