“What do you mean?”
“Well, I’d have done it like this. Sit up facing away from me.”
She did, and I continued.
“Now, if it was broadcast TV, like it was, she would have just put both hands on her tits.”
And I slid both hands up to cover those fantastic mounds.
“Now, if they were just a cable show, they would have had more room to make it hotter.”
“What do you mean?”
“Imagine this. His hands are at her waist, like mine are right now. But instead of sliding up and just cupping those tits, he does this.”
My hands slipped under the waist of her t-shirt, and slowly slid upward. After a few seconds, I had both hands full of her tits. I could feel the nipples hard under my palms, and that inspired me further.
“You see, being on cable, he wouldn’t have had to stop when he reached them. He could have done this.”
My fingers went to work on her nipples, playing with them, making them harder. I could feel her breathing getting heavier to as I played with them. And she want stopping me, so I went further.
“My favorite of course would have been what they have done on Cinimax. Of course it would have to be later night.”
“Tell me what would have happened on there. Please.”
“Well, first of all, they could show skin. So he would have taken her shirt and done this.”
I slid the waist of her shirt up slowly, making sure she had time to stop me if I crossed a line. But she didn’t, and within seconds those wonderful tits were exposed to the night air and my hungry eyes. My hands slipped back up cupping them again. I tweaked those hard nipples again, and then said.
“Then I would have had him do this.”
My right hand slid down, sliding across her smooth belly, reaching the top of her shorts. She didn’t even protest, so I moved on.
“Then the caller would have seen this.”
My hand slipped under the waistband of her shorts. Then I very slowly moved toward my goal: my cousins hot wet pussy. I could feel her heat right through the skimpy panties she was wearing. Taking the final plunge, I whispered in her ear,
“Then he’d have done this.”
My probing fingers slid under the elastic, and I found the hottest wettest pussy there. As my fingers slid into her, Kratika surprised me by saying,
“What would she do? I mean, while he’s playing with her like this?”
That was easy.
“Imagine this. A nice close up of her hand moving to his thigh.”
She never hesitated.
“Like this?”
I could feel her small hand stroking the inside of my thigh. God it felt good.
“That’s exactly what she would do. But only for a moment. Then her hand would move up until she was stroking his hard cock.”
She shivered when I said that, but her hand moved up and she started stroking me through my jeans.
We stood there for a few minutes; each of us enjoying the sensations. Then Kratika asked,
“What would happen next?”
Thinking quickly, I replied,
“I would have get turn around to face her husband. Sitting, like you are.”
She immediately spun around, and I was facing a goddess. Firm young tits exposed to my eyes, and a hungry look on her face.
“What would happen then?”