Turn around of shy wife

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As she lay against him, she could feel herself getting wet as his large strong hands rubbed circular patterns on her shoulders and his thumbs followed her spinal column up her neck under her long black hair. She could feel his warm moist breath against her ear as he talked with Salman. Soon the hand closest to the couch came up to caress her ear. Amit knew how sensitive her ears were and soon she was biting her lip to keep from crying out as her body shivered against him. she pressed her hips tight against the couch in an effort to keep them from squirming as Amit continued his sweet torment while keeping up his conversation with Salman. Amit brought his other arm around the front of her as if he was giving her a hug, but his hand cupped her big breast over her saree she was not wearing a petticoat inside that night the saree which was transparent and so silky and he began stroking his thumb against her nipple. She was unable to hold back a low moan when Amit pinched the hardening nipple between his fingers.

Rehana decided that two could tease as well, so she arched herself away from Amit long enough to slip a hand between. she allowed her fingers to gently press against his hardened cock before she squeezed it. Her fingers wrapped as far around him as possible through his jeans and stroked up towards the head, then rubbed the palm of her hand across it. Amit began rocking his hips up to meet her hand and slipped his tongue into her ear. Rehana could no longer control herself and rocked her hips to the rhythm of Amit's thumb against her nipple and his tongue in her ear. Her breath was coming faster and she felt her other nipple stiffen against his arm. Rehana rubbed his cock harder, wanting him to cum with her. Amit put his hand between them and grabbed her, pulling it away so she could no longer touch him. Using the hand holding her, he pushed her away from him so he could stand; grinning down at me he promised he would be right back as she lay down on the couch.[/font]
[FONT='Tahoma','sans-serif']Rehana tried to make small talk with Salman as she waited for Amit to come back. There was no way he could miss the way her breath was still coming fast or the way she stumbled over some words as they talked. She could only wonder at what he had seen as Amit and she sat teasing each other. She was glad she was lying down on the couch because she recalled that Amit was very oral. When Amit came back into the living room, Rehana started to push herself up but Amit sat between her legs. Rehana began rubbing his back, neck and shoulders as they talked with Salman and Amit soon pulled her feet up so that they rested on his lap as he caressed them. She was licking and sucking on Amit's neck while he continued talking with Salman and stroking her feet. Soon Amit pulled off her panty and tossed them to the floor so that he could run his fingers over her bare feet and between the toes.

Her toes curled as his fingers stroked over the tops of her feet, then arched as his fingers firmly rubbed across the bottoms. It felt so good when he pushed his fingers between her toes that she couldn't help herself and gasped out loud as her back arched against the arm of the couch and her pussy rubbed on his back. Rehana could feel herself getting hotter and wetter from Amit's caresses and noticed that Salman had fallen silent as he watched their foreplay. When Amit pulled one of her feet to his mouth so he could suck and nibble on her toes, she used her other foot to rub his cock through his jeans as her tongue curled inside his ear. Amit pushed the leg up so he could caress the back of her knee as he sucked on her toes. Rehana was furiously rubbing the arch of her other foot against the hard bulge under his zipper as her hips rotated, grinding her pussy against his back. 

Her body was shaking with her need to cum and Rehana allowed her head to fall back so that she was looking at Salman upside down almost, as he stared at the action they were providing. She had forgotten that Salman was in the room with them, as he had become so quiet, intent on watching then. She must have stiffened when she saw him and Amit noticed the change in her attitude, because he turned to look at her and saw Salman watching them. Pulling her toes from his hot wet mouth, Amit licked the arch of her foot and gently bit down on her heel before turning his body slightly so that he was sitting sideways between her wide spread thighs. Amit pulled her face down to his with one of his strong hands on the back of her neck to kiss her. At the first teasing touch of his tongue against her lips, Rehana once again forgot about Salman how son watching them and turned her attentions to her boy friend.

Her arms wrapped around his back, pulling his shirt up so that She could stroke the muscles in his back as their tongues danced together in her mouth. Using the softest of touches, Amit flicked his tongue over the sensitive roof of her mouth, causing her to moan deep in her throat as her hips once again began squirming against him. The way they were sitting caused the seam of her saree to press tightly against her clit and she began rocking her body in an effort to make herself cum. Amit slid his hand between thier bodies and gently cupped her pussy. Rehana broke thier kiss with a moan and pulled back so that she could look into his eyes as he softly stroked her. Using the lightest of touches at first, Amit slipped his hand from her clit down to her ass again and again, each time the caress getting stronger. Rehana tried slipping her hand around his shoulder so that she could caress him through his clothing as well, but Amit always gripped her hand and moved it after allowing her a few short strokes.