We sort of stayed that way for a while and then I moved my legs up onto the bed.


We sort of stayed that way for a while and then I moved my legs up onto the bed. His hand went from my side to my back, and his other hand went to my butt, stroking it gently. I pulled the covers from under me and ran my hand down his chest and across his stomach. He was so strong, too! I nibbled on his ear and he just moaned. Well, this was fun and all that, but he was right, he WAS (I mean, "is") married, after all. His hand was now on my breast and I was going to have to decide something, soon. I made a decision, sat up, and then swung my leg over to straddle him. He looked disappointed as I sat up, and then delighted as I moved my leg across his body. He was on his back and I was sitting across his thighs. Now he could put both hands on my breasts. He was so strong, and yet so gentle! His hands just sort of came up my rib cage and stroked my breasts from underneath to the nipple. I found I could sort of sag into his palms. I grabbed his cock and began to stroke it, and then every once in a while, needing a little oral contact, I bent down and kissed him or let him suck my tits. I was warm all over and every part of him I touched was warm, too. Then his hand went around and began to play with my butt again. I lifted myself up and moved up until I was directly above his cock. I was really wet by now and could feel my cum running out. I set my pussy on his balls and just stroked it up his shaft. Up, lift, back, down, again and again. His cock was really getting wet! He just moaned, and then moved his hand to grab both my cheeks. He tried to move me just that bit farther up to where he could slide in, and I really wanted to, but I knew things would be different tomorrow and next week. "No," I said, "but wait." He was getting even longer and really throbbing! His hand began alternating from my breasts to my butt. His legs went up and then down, and I could feel his pelvis thrusting in time to my stroking. His eyes were squeezed shut and that great smile of his was all across his face! I could feel myself throbbing, too.

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