My eager tongue pushed into her hot mouth and was welcomed instantly. As it started probing all around, her tongue joined in a playful duel that enhanced their passion. Her teeth nibbled my lips lightly, inciting me a little more.
My hands roamed the expanse of her smooth back and encountered the bra strap. My fumbling fingers unhooked it after a couple of attempt. Her boobs sprang free from the restraining cups and bounced. My hands reached for them greedily and squeezed them hard, making her wince and moan.
I looked at her light brown aureole that were perfect circles and the pinkish nipples that lengthened as they hardened and stood proud.
“Kiss them, my love, they are yours,” she crooned.
As he brought I lips to her nipple, she sat down on the bed and pulled my head to her bosom.
I locked her erect nipple between my lips and sucked it greedily.
“Oh! my baby! Suck away; suck your wife’s nipples hard.”
Her words electrified me and I sucked it harder, not just the nipple but the aureole and a bit of tit too. Dizzy with passion, Rekha pulled his head harder against her bosom and fed more of her tit into my hot mouth, literally stuffing it. It was awesome, I thought, as my mouth tasted her big tit.
Guided by her hand, my hand kneaded the other boob which soon turned angry red with all the rough mauling. Pulling her right tit out of my hungry mouth, she fed me her left tit and the sucking and mauling continued. We kept at it and lost the track of time.
My erection was making him extremely uncomfortable and I tried to remove my pants. Rekha immediately said, “No, don’t remove. Not now. Wait.”
Pushing me a little away from her, she sat me next to her on the bed.
Resting her hand on my crotch, she slowly unzipped my trouser, inserted her right hand into the opening and grabbed my bulged briefs. She pulled the tent out of the opening. Moving her own legs a little apart, she signaled me to follow her lead.
I immediately lifted her petticoat halfway on to her silken white thighs and rested my hand there. I caressed her soft, silken smooth, hairless thighs and squeezed them with both hands. Pushing my hand further up, I reached for her panties. As my eager hands touched her panties clad pussy, I felt its heat and dampness.
I grabbed my wife’s pussy; just the way she grabbed her husband’s cock.
As she stroked my phallus, I massaged her pussy and its swollen lips.
She squeezed hard and I responded likewise. Then I improvised further.
In one quick move, I inserted his palm into the wet panties and grabbed her damp and hot pussy. I found the lips and the slit, inserted my forefinger into her hot cunt in one go and wiggled my finger.
Taken by surprise, Rekha responded eagerly. Grabbing my hand with her free hand, she managed to get myself to insert two more fingers and added her own.
And following my cue, she reached under my briefs and grabbed my naked and pulsating rod. It was hot to her touch. She started stroking it faster, in harmony with my fingers in her cunt.
She suddenly saw their images in the dresser mirror that was across the bed.