My perfect life part two

Sex that night with my husband was powerful again, I didn’t want foreplay; I just needed a hard cock pounding my pussy. My husband asked if Phillip had kissed me at the door when he left.
I confirmed that he had kissed me at least a dozen times and he liked my reply.
“I told you, you’d like him,” Kevin said, “I noticed that he was holding your ass earlier.”
I apologized for that but, Kevin told me, “Amy, I don’t care if he touches your ass, if you’re okay with him touching you, I’m good with it as well.”
“You’re really okay with it?” I asked.
“Sure, it’s hot,” he told me, “You have a body that men want to touch, I like that he touches you.”
I asked my husband if he could clarify what he meant by, touching me.
“If he touches you anywhere,” Kevin answered, “I don’t care where he touches you.”
I needed to find out my husband’s boundaries and asked him if he meant just my ass?
He shocked me by telling me that he meant anywhere, boobs and everything.
He told me that he likes seeing Phillip kissing me and, he especially liked seeing Phillip’s hands on my ass earlier.
I told my husband that I will remember that tomorrow when Phillip arrives.
I said, “Tomorrow evening, I won’t try to stop him then, when he kisses me or grabs my ass.”
“Amy, I don’t care what you both do or touch,” Kevin grinned, “Or how many times you kiss, he can sit there the whole night and play with your tits and I’ll be okay with that.”
I was surprised how excited my husband got when we were talking like this, his penis was hard again already and I wanted to test the waters. I told my husband that Phillip had lifted my dress at the door to see whet thong I was wearing. He told me that he wished Phillip had pulled my thong down and got a good look at my pussy!
We had sex again the following morning as it was Saturday and we didn’t have to work. Again, we talked about Phillip; it was clearly obvious how excited we both got when his name was mentioned and Kevin, again told me that he was happy with Phillip touching and kissing me.
He told me that he likes seeing us kiss in front of him and would like it if he saw Phillip touch me as well.
Kevin asked me if I planned on wearing something sexy for the evening when Phillip came over.
I showed him what I intended to wear and, he loved it. It was short, white cotton, summer dress that was very thin and, you would be able to see my underwear through it. It flared slightly from the waist and I chose the tiniest white bra and thong set that I owned. Kevin commented that he could see my lingerie through my dress and that he loved it. Little did he know that was my plan, I wanted to show Phillip, I needed to show Phillip. I asked Kevin if it was too revealing to wear and he told me a definite no!
“Wear it and he will definitely want to kiss and touch you,” Kevin said, “Please let him kiss and touch you in front of me though.”
I agreed and reminded Kevin that Phillip may touch me in other places as well as my ass, he liked that.
I showered and shaved my pussy and by five-forty five, I was ready! I must admit that when I looked in the mirror, I liked how I looked.
It was almost six o’clock when Kevin told me that Phillip had texted him to say that he would be here in five minutes. Nerves rushed through my body, I was already wet at the thought of seeing my gorgeous black friend again and, I wondered how things would go tonight.
There was a knock at the door and I quickly finished my forth glass of wine. My nerves were shot. I wondered if I shouldn’t be wearing such a sexy dress, I kept telling myself that I am a happily married woman but, the devil on my shoulder told me otherwise.
“Go let him in,” My husband shouted as he went to the back yard, “I’m going to start cooking the steaks. You don’t have to rush your kissing, the steaks will take some time to cook.”
I could feel my nipples harden and my pussy was on fire as I approached the door. Phillip looked so handsome in his dark blue shorts and white tee shirt and a smile to melt me.
“Wow, you look gorgeous babe,” he said as he walked in and put his arms around my back. Before I could return the compliment, our mouths were locked in a deep kiss, then another and another. His hands had found my ass and they were massaging my cheeks. Our fourth kiss lasted much longer and my hands were now holding his ass. I tried to speak but, my mouth wasn’t working, no words came out so, I kissed him again.
He looked down at my breasts and could clearly see that my nipples here already hard. His hands gently ran over them and I sighed out loud.
“I love these like this,” Phillip whispered, “Your tits are perfect.”
T, t, thank you,” Was all that I could say as his fingers teased my hard nipples. Deep down I was wishing that he would unzip my dress and pull it off of me.
“We’d better go and see Kevin,” I panted before pushing my lips to his again, this time though, our mouths opened and our tongues tasted each other. I didn’t want this kiss to end but, I knew that we had to join my husband outside.
Phillip went to join Kevin while I got him a beer from the refrigerator and a bourbon for my husband.
“What’s got you so excited?” Kevin asked as I handed him his bourbon; he could clearly see my nipples forcing the fabric out.
I blushed when Phillip quickly said, “It’s because I’m here.”
If only he knew how right he was!
“Maybe you shouldn’t have worn a bra then,” Kevin joked as he ran his finger over my aching nipple, “Them nipples are hard.”
My perfect life took another turn when, without a thought; Phillip, who was standing next to me, placed his hand on my right breast and gently squeezed it and ran his finger directly over my nipple.
I was stunned and gasped, “Phillip!”
Kevin laughed and said, “It’s hard isn’t it?”
To my amazement, Phillip repeated his action and ran his finger over my nipple again before gently squeezing my breast once more.
“Yes, it’s hard,” Phillip smiled.
Embarrassed, I went to the kitchen to get the side salad, Kevin followed me and kissed me softly.
“He touched my boobs,” I said softly, “He ran his hands over my boobs and, squeezed them.”
“I know,” Kevin grinned, “I told you, he likes you.”
I was expecting my husband to be mad but, he was happy that Phillip had touched my breasts in front of him.
“He touched them twice,” I stuttered, “And, in front of you, are you okay about it?”
Kevin smiled and said, “I liked seeing him do that, It’s a pity that you have your bra on, maybe you should take it off.”
I reminded my husband that my dress was see through enough and, if I took my bra off; he’d see my boobs.
“I would love that,” Kevin smiled, “I don’t care what he sees or touches.”
I was hot already and his words just intensified my temperature.
The steaks were ready and I sat down to eat, my husband handed me my plate of food and, before sitting next to me at the table; he pulled my hair to one side and gently kissed the back of my neck.
“Kevin!” I said in a startled tone.
“You love your neck being kissed and licked,” he said as he sat down.
My neck is another of my erogenous zones and, I love it being nibbled on.
“I know I do but, we have company; we can’t do anything yet,” I replied and Phillip grinned.
“Her neck, earlobes and the backs of her knees are her hot spots,” Kevin revealed, “Kissing and licking them gets her hot every time.”
“Kevin, you’re embarrassing me,” I said, “Stop it.”
Kevin laughed; I think the bourbon was getting to him now.
“Now, her nipples,” my husband continued, “You only have to kiss them lightly and she climaxes, they are that sensitive.”
“Kevin stop!” I scolded, “Our guest doesn’t want to know that.”
“Yes I do,” Phillip said and I looked at him, he grinned at me.
My husband was determined to say everything and said, “Her beautiful clit is the same, one little kiss and she orgasms.”
I was shocked and scolded him again, “Kevin! You have embarrassed me enough, now stop please.”
Phillip made things worse when he said, “Tell me more, I want to know everything about her.”
I got up and went to the kitchen, secretly; I was enjoying that my husband was telling Phillip what turned me on but, I didn’t want it to be obvious. I rejoined them after a few minutes and was surprised to hear that they were still talking about me.
I heard Kevin tell our guest, “If you lick her nipples and blow on them, she goes crazy with excitement.”
Phillip was smiling at me and I said, “I’m not listening to any of this.”
“Do the same to her little clit and, she’ll scream with pleasure,” Kevin informed our guest, “Pull her hood back to expose her clit and gently lick it and, she’ll go crazy with lust.”
“Kevin!” I scolded loudly, “That’s enough!”
After we had eaten, I asked Phillip if he wanted another beer as I was going to the kitchen to clear up. He told me that he would come and get it and, as soon as we got in the kitchen, he kissed me passionately and, grabbed my ass.
One kiss turned into two, then three and four, the forth kiss; his hands moved from my ass and went to my breasts. His tongue tasted delicious and then, my perfect life took another turn when, he was rubbing my nipples with his finger and we were kissing deeply. I heard the clatter of the bourbon bottle and opened my eyes to see my husband pouring himself another drink.
Phillip was still caressing my breasts and kissing my neck, I looked at my husband and he smiled; he could clearly see Phillip’s hands on my breasts. I smiled back and pulled Phillip’s lips to mine and kissed him deeply while my husband watched.
We went back outside for another two hours and chatted and laughed. It was almost nine-thirty when we went in the house and I asked Phillip if he wanted another beer.
“I won’t, I’m driving,” he replied.
“Stay here tonight,” Kevin told him, “We have a guest bedroom, you can stay here tonight.”
I looked at our guest and prayed for the right answer, he smiled at me and said, “In that case; I’ll take another beer then.”
“Yippee!” I shouted, you’re going to stay here tonight.”
“I must warn you though,” Phillip said, “I don’t often drink but when I do, I get a little cheeky.”
“Get as cheeky as you like buddy,” Kevin replied, “Relax and have some fun.”
I got him another beer and he said, “Don’t I get a kiss with my beer?”
He was obviously feeling relaxed now that my husband had seen him touch my breasts and kiss me. I puckered my lips and leaned forward to kiss him; his hand grabbed my ass and he pulled me to sit on his lap. I looked at my husband who was smiling at us. Phillip put his beer on the floor and wrapped his arms around my tummy.
I could feel his hard cock pushing into my ass as I sat like that and we all chatted.
My perfect life took another turn then.
Phillip embarrassed me when he asked Kevin if my nipples were hard, Kevin confirmed that they did look hard from where he was sitting. Phillip, without a moments hesitation, moved his hands up from my tummy and cupped both of my breasts.
I gasped, “Phillip!”
“It’s okay,” he replied, “Just checking on these lovely tits of yours.”
My husband laughed.
Phillip was teasing my nipples right in front of my husband and he didn’t mind at all. I know that I should have moved his hands away but, the devil on my shoulder stopped me from doing that.
I sat on his lap for almost thirty minutes and for at least twenty of those minutes, Phillip had my breasts in his hands. I got up to get myself another glass of wine and, thought that I had better sit next to my husband on the couch. Phillip went to the bathroom and upon his return; he sat on the recliner opposite my husband. Kevin was just finishing his sixth glass of bourbon and told Phillip that he had done a good job with my nipples as they were pushing the fabric out.
Kevin was feeling sleepy because of the amount of bourbon that he had consumed and I asked him if he would stay awake long enough to massage my feet, hoping that he would show my thong again like he did the other night.
I got into position and he started to massage them while Phillip told us about the apartment that he went to look at, he said that it was nasty. Kevin had been massaging my feet for about ten minutes when he closed his eyes and fell asleep; I nudged him with my foot and told him that he was supposed to be working on my feet and not sleeping.
“I have to go to bed,” Kevin said, “I drank too much bourbon.”
“What about my feet?” I joked.
In a slurred voice he said, “I’m sure Phillip will do it for you.”
“He shouldn’t have to do that, he’s our guest,” I joked but, secretly liked his idea.
“I’d love to do that!” Phillip quickly shouted.
“No, you don’t have to do that,” I replied, “I was only joking.”
“Please, I want to,” our guest answered.
“There you go,” Kevin said as he pushed my feet off of his lap and tried to stand up but, he fell back onto the couch. I got up and told Phillip that I was going to get my husband to bed and, I would be right back.
I helped my husband climb the stairs and get to our bedroom, I pulled off is shirt and shorts and, I took him to the bathroom to pee before getting him to the bed. I pulled off his boxers and he was snoring. His little limp penis was resting on his groin.
I love having a penis in my mouth, I love the sensation of feeling it grow as I tease it with my tongue and, whenever I get the chance, I always like to do that to my husband; tonight was no exception. I was hot and horny so, I took his limp cock in my mouth and started to suck on it for a few moments before I lay it back down and covered him up, he was gone for the night.
I hurried back downstairs and found that Phillip was sitting where my husband was on the couch.
“I’m ready,” he smiled.
“You don’t have to do this,” I said and, he told me that he wanted to. I lay on the couch and put my feet on his lap, I could already feel his hard penis on my calf. I placed my hands behind my neck and he started to massage my feet and ankles. My short dress was already showing a lot of my legs but, I didn’t care.
His touch was soft and firm at the same time and I hate to say this but, it felt much better than my husband’s although; I wouldn’t have cared if it wasn’t nice, his hands were on my flesh and that’s what I needed. We made small talk and he told me how much fun he was having, I told him that I couldn’t believe that he held my boobs in front of Kevin!
He told me that they had talked a lot about me while at work and Kevin had told him that he doesn’t mind what we do. Apparently my husband had told Phillip that I like him a lot and that I like kissing him.
He had been massaging my feet for about fifteen minutes when I felt his hands move up from my ankles and, he told me to scoot down a little so he could work on my knees, he joked about working on one of my erogenous zones and, I giggled.
I slid down enough that my knees were on his lap and, just like the other time, my dress rode up. I knew that he could see my tiny white thong from his vantage point and that was what I had hoped for.
He asked me if my little white thong had a flower on them like the pink ones had, I told him that I couldn’t remember but, I believed they do have a flower at the top.
“Are you sure?” he asked, “I will check.”
Now my heart was beating fast, “I’m pretty sure they do and, I think it’s a little flower.”
His hands left my knees and I felt them go to either side of the bottom of my dress and, he gently raised my dress up.
“What are you doing?” I asked excitedly.
“I’m checking,” he said, “Lift your cute little butt up a minute.”
This is where my perfect life took yet another turn.
I obeyed his command and raised my cheeks up a little, he raised my dress right up to my belly button; the whole of my thong was on display to him now!
“Oh my goodness,” I mumbled, “Can you see enough now?”
He told me that I was correct and it is a little flower, he asked me what color the flower was, I replied that I didn’t know maybe it was pink, he told me that I was close, it was a red rose.
“Nice thong as well,” he said in his sexy voice.
There was just a thin piece of lace separating his eyes from my shaved and, wet pussy now!
He went back to massaging my knees and I asked him if he was going to pull my dress back down now that he has seen the flower?
“No, I like it where it is,” he told me, “I like looking at your thong.”
He obviously knew that I liked that as well, the entire front of my sexy white thong was on show to him, my nipples were the hardest that I had ever known them to be and; my aching pussy was pulsating; it needed to be touched, it needed to be kissed and licked.
Every time I looked at his face, he was staring at the think lace of my thong. His hands moved up a little to massage my thighs and I sighed with pleasure.
He asked me if I had any baby oil as he wanted to massage my legs, I told him that I have some in the bedroom, I would get it and check on my husband at the same time. I moved my legs from his lap and sat upright, pulling my dress back into its normal position before I stood up.
I went to check on Kevin who was snoring loudly and I got the baby oil before hurrying back down to Phillip. He asked me to warm the oil a little and I asked him if he would like another beer while I was in the kitchen?
“I would but, that will be number five and, I warn you, I cannot be responsible for my actions if I have another beer,” he said.
My answer surprised me when I shouted, “I’ll get you another beer then!”
I warmed the oil and got him another beer, upon my return to the couch; I gave him a long, passionate kiss, then another.
I sat back on the couch and before he could say anything, I said, “I know, dress up to my waist.”
He smiled and said, “Good girl, as high as you can.”
I managed to get it almost up to my bra and asked him if that was okay?
“Yes, your tummy is so sexy and, I love seeing your thong,” he answered.
He continued to massage my knees and thighs, I could feel his had erection on my legs as his hands went up my legs, I sighed many times as his fingers brushed the crotch of my thong and, I was praying for him to pull my thong down.
He lifted my legs so he could get off the couch, as he lifted them; he got a good view of some of my naked cheeks in my thong. He got off the couch and I asked him if he was okay? He told me to lay on the rug on the floor because he wanted my massage my tummy and, he couldn’t reach from on the couch.
“I don’t want you to be uncomfortable,” I said, “You’ll be uncomfortable on your knees on the hard floor.”
“Honey, being uncomfortable on my knees is a tiny price to pay for having my hands on your sexy little body,” he answered,
I melted hearing his words; my nipples were so hard and down below, I was steaming.
“Thank you,” I replied, “Glad my husband didn’t hear you say that,” I joked, knowing that Kevin would have loved to hear our guest say that about my body.
“Oh, he knows that I think you’re sexy,” he said, “I ask him every day how his sexy little wife is.”
I melted again and said, “Do you really?”
He confirmed that he does and also that he asks Kevin what color thong I was wearing each day.
“Oh my goodness,” I giggled, “And, I suppose that he tells you?”
Phillip placed a cushion on the rug for my head to lie on.
“He does tell me and, he showed me a picture that he has of you in your sexy black bra, thong and stockings,” Phillip confessed.
“What?” I gasped, “He showed you that photo?”
“yes, front and back view as well,” Phillip informed me, “So, I have seen your cute little cheeks.”
I wondered if Kevin had showed him any nude pictures of me but, he said that he didn’t because he didn’t have any of those on his phone. He started to massage my tummy, the warm oil on his hands made it feel even more erotic that it was and, from time to time; his hands would brush the top of my thong.
I was dying for him to slide his hands inside the front of my thong, my aching pussy needed attention. I kept telling myself that it’s only a massage and, I am a happily married woman but, I couldn’t stop it, I didn’t want to stop it; I wanted more!
He tried pulling my dress up further but, it wouldn’t go any higher. My eyes were closed and I was wallowing in the pleasure that he was giving me. Suddenly, I felt his lips on mine and we had an amazing full blown, deep, sensual kiss and, I climaxed.
“Turn over, I want to massage the backs of your legs,” he whispered.
I was about to show him for the very first time, my cheeks in my tiny thong. The blood was pumping around my steaming pussy, it needed to be touched, it needed to be licked; heck, it needed to be fucked!
“You’re a happily married woman, it’s only a massage,” I kept telling myself as I slowly turned over and gave him his first view of my ass, clad only in my tiny, white thong.
“You know, you looked sexy in the black set and stockings that Kevin showed me,” Phillip said softly, “But this, little white thong is so sexy babe.”
I was lost for words and my mouth wasn’t functioning, all I could say was, “Thank you.”
He started to massage my legs and knees, he kept commenting on how sexy my ass looked, I had to say something back.
“You can see what only my husband should see,” I said, “Nobody else has seen me like this since Kevin and I got together.”
His hands touched my naked cheeks and I let out a huge sigh. His soft touch sent shivers down my spine and, my stomach was in knots; I was turned on more than like never before. I’m sure that he knew what he was doing to me, especially when he slid his hands down the back of my thong and gently ran his fingers along the crack of my cheeks.
I gasped, “Oh, God,” as his fingers ran across my anus and, he asked me if I was okay.
I told him, “I feel wonderful!”
He continued to massage up my back to where my dress came to, suddenly I felt my zipper being pulled down, I didn’t say anything; I just let him do what he wanted.
“Lift your tummy up,” he said in his sexy voice, “We’re going to take your dress right off.”
I should have stopped him, I should have denied his request but, I quite simply didn’t want to end this. I helped him pull my dress over my head; he gently placed it on the couch and stared at me for a few seconds.
I was now only wearing my tiny bra and, thong. I felt his lips kiss the small of my back as his hands caressed my thong cover cheeks.
“God, you’re gorgeous,” he whispered.
I was shaking with excitement, all of my cares had flown out of the window; I was engulfed in this guilty pleasure and at that moment, I wouldn’t have cared if my husband had come down and seen me in my bra and, thong with Phillip.
He gently massaged my back to my bra and, I gasped again when he unclipped my bra and pulled it to one side.
“I’ll do it back up after I have massaged your shoulders,” he said softly, “I don’t want to get oil over it.”
As he was massaging my back and sides, his fingers brushed the naked sides of my breasts and, as usual; I sighed.
“Again, he asked if I was okay.
“I feel wonderful,” I said, “I’m in heaven right now.”
“The pictures that Kevin showed me of you in your black lingerie and stockings,” Phillip said, “Are very sexy but, nowhere near as good as the view that I have right now.”
I melted again as he moved my hair and gently kissed the back of my neck and I let out a huge sigh. He moved back down to my thighs and parted my legs slightly, his hands were gently massaging my inner thighs and, I was in heaven. I prayed that he continued up to my pussy but, he didn’t, his hands got very close but, not on the target. The two times that his fingers accidentally touched the parts that only my husband should touch; I had to bite my lip to stop me from climaxing.
He periodically asked if I was okay and each time, I told him that his touch felt amazing.
Before he clipped my bra back up, his hands went from my neck; all the way down and inside the back of my thong. His fingers again teased my anus and I desperately wanted to open my legs but, I knew what would happen if I did and, that cannot happen, although I wanted it to.
I could feel that my thong was half way down my cheeks and the TV program we had been watching had ended. I looked at my watch and found it to be almost one in the morning. His hands were still inside my thong and massaging my naked cheeks; I tried to think of boring things to take my mind of my inevitable climax but, that didn’t work.
Suddenly, I remembered that Saturday is trash day and Kevin hadn’t taken the trash can out!
“We have to stop,” I said, “Its Saturday tomorrow and I must take the trash out.”
“I haven’t finished your front yet,” he said.
“We can continue after I take the trash out,” I replied, “Kevin didn’t take it out yet.
He handed me my dress and I quickly pulled it over my shoulders, I was facing away from him so he didn’t see my bra yet.
He helped me grab the trash bag from the kitchen trash can and opened the front door for me.
It was pouring with rain, I was about to get the outside of me as wet as the inside.
He begged me to let him take the trash can to the end of our driveway but, I insisted that I take it; I needed to cool down!
I rushed outside, threw the trash bag in the trash can and dragged it to the end of the drive. I hurried back to the sanctuary of the dry house and Phillip’s loving arms.
He kissed me deeply and said, “God, you look so sexy standing there with the rain dripping from your nose and, your hair soaking wet.
My dress was now completely transparent and I grabbed a tea towel to dry my hair.
“Come back to the living room and get that wet dress off,” he ordered and, I followed him.
We got to the couch and he unzipped my dress, this time; I was facing him as I pulled my dress over my head and off. His hands went directly to my bra covered breasts and he said how sexy the bra was; he also said that my bra was wet from the rain.
We kissed passionately and his hands went o my back, my heart was in my mouth as I felt him tug at the clasp on my bra and, I sighed loudly as I felt it release. He slowly pulled the bra from my shoulders and it fell to my elbows. I released my hold on his back and let my bra fall to the floor.
At last, my naked breasts and nipples were in his hands, he gently squeezed my naked breasts as we kissed again. The angel on my shoulder was telling me that I was now only wearing my tiny thong but, the devil on the other shoulder easily won this battle.
He moved his lips down to my nipples and gently kissed them.
“We have to finish the massage,” I said softly. “It’s almost one-thirty in the morning.”
He was still holding my breasts and I said, “You have to let them go, I need to get on the floor.”
“You mean your tits?” he teased.
“Yes, my tits, you have to let go of my tits.” I said softly.
“I love it when you talk like that,” he said.
“What, when I say my tits?” I replied, “You like me calling them my tits?”
“Yes, I love it when you say that.”
I don’t know what came over me but, I blurted out, “I love you seeing my naked tits and, I love you touching my naked tits, you can touch my naked tits whenever you want.”
He squeezed my erect nipples hard as we shared another deep, powerful, meaning kiss.
I got down to the floor and lay on my back; he spent the next thirty minutes massaging my breasts and tummy. Several times, his hand went to the waistband of my thong and I was hoping that he would slide them down.
It was two in the morning when I told him that we must get to bed, he yelled, “Yes please.”
I told him that sadly, we must sleep in separate beds, he pulled a sad face and we both laughed. He kissed and sucked my nipples and, I climaxed!
My perfect life took another turn when.
I stood up and asked him to pass me my dress and bra, he asked me to turn and face away from him and to pull my thong down to my knees!
“What?” I asked, “You want me to pull my thong down?”
“I want to see your naked ass before you cover it with your dress,” he pleaded.
I don’t know why but, I dropped my dress to the floor, I pulled my thong down to my knees and showed him my completely naked ass.
“Oh babe, what a beautiful ass you have,” he informed me.
Seconds later, I felt his hands on my nude cheeks and he kissed both cheeks before running his tongue along the crack of my ass. I decided that I should keep my legs tightly together, the angel on my shoulder won this time.
“Fuck,” I shouted as his tongue reached my anus, he licked that area at least ten times before I came to my senses and told him that I must pull my thong up now.
My thong was now down around my ankles and, I was dying to just bend over to retrieve them but; I did the lady like thing and squatted down to grab them. I eased them up and went to get my dress.
I pulled my dress on and he said that he liked it better when the dress was off.
“It’s only my breasts,” I thought, “Kevin won’t mind if Phillip sees my breasts for a while longer.”
I pulled my dress back off and we kissed, his hands went down the back of my thong again, I could feel the thong moving down and within a few seconds my thong was below my cheeks again. I realized that if the back is down that much, the front will be down as well. We kissed for over ten minutes and I tried to pull the front of my thong up to cover my pussy.
When we finished kissing and, his hands went to my nipples, I pulled my thong back up and, started rubbing his huge penis through his shorts.
My perfect life took another turn when, I slid my hand down the front of his shorts and felt his naked, hard cock for the very first time. It was as wet as my pussy was and, I wanted to see it, I dropped to my knees and eased his shorts down; just enough to see the magnificent head of his penis. I wanted to give him pleasure like he had given me for the past three hours so, I puckered my lips and kissed the throbbing head of his huge cock.
I pushed my tongue out and licked his pre cum from it before kissing it again, I wanted to see it all but, I knew that I had to stop there. I stood back up and he kissed me passionately.
“Its bed time,” I whispered as I teased the head of his tool.
“Don’t get dressed,” he begged, “I want to see you climb those stairs just like that.”
I kissed him good-night and climbed the stairs wearing only my tiny white thong.