I undid the button on her jeans, then slowly drew down the zipper. I knelt before her and tugged the jeans over her hips, revealing purple panties with a small, dark spot between her legs. Tasha put her hand on my shoulder and stepped out of her jeans, and I put them with her sweater. I slipped off her socks as well, and added them to the pile of clothes on the couch.I stood up and kissed Tasha softly, and her finger went to the buttons of my polo. She fumbled a bit, but managed to unbutton them, and then pulled the shirt over my head. She dropped the shirt on top of the pile of clothes on the couch, and her fingers found my belt. Tasha’s hands were shaking as she unbuckled it, and pulled it from the loops of my slacks. After dropping it on the couch, the same trembling fingers unbuttoned and unzipped my pants, which slipped from my hips to bunch just below my knees.Tasha knelt down, but stopped, staring at the obvious bulge in my underwear. She took a deep breath, let it out, then. .. " She couldn't speak anymore.. her hand went under her skirt and touching her pussy... "OOhhwmmmmm.... commminggggg........mmmmmmmm......." She bit her lip, otherwise she would of yelled out loud.. Luckily nobody was around this early.. She kept on rubbing her cunt, carefully looking around if nobody saw her... "MMMMMMmmmmmmm..... OOOhhhhhhh......... " She was squirming in her chair. I was sitting back, drinking my coffee, looking at her. I think she must of had a few more orgasms when I stood up and left. "Hope to see you later.. Have a nice day.. And Oh yes... I think you made a mess of your dress...It's all wet.." I gave her a kiss and left for home, leaving her behind with a beat red face..When I got in the car I could see her stand up, her legs were a bit shaky... She paid for the coffee and went for her car. I drove home immediately.. At home I made coffee and took the sandwiches to the bedroom. The whole thing made me bloody horny, I had to give my wife a good.
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