It's a night of excitement.

It was very early in the morning, and I was lying with my wife on our double bed when I started to get a hard-on. My wife was sleeping soundly on her side, with her ass turned to me. She was all in panties and a really sexy lingerie sweatshirt, I had no shirt on my back with very loose satin underpants, so I hugged her like this. With one hand, I pulled my stick out of her panties and positioned it firmly between her legs so that she was leaning against her underwear in the middle of her vulva; with the other hand I began to caress the nipples on her breasts, which soon became hard as a rock. I figured it would be reciprocated, but she remained in a deep sleep and sometimes moved her ass around pushing my dick as if to fit better. I'd smooth her hard-boiled breasts, and on her soft ass... I would go back and forth like sticking my stick between your legs looking for a kiss or an arsehole. More and more, I got excited. Suddenly she turned around and stood on her stomach upwards, continued with my stick sliding down her thighs and now my hand was coming down from her breasts to meet her little pussy. Sliced her small pussy over the top of her red panties and felt that it was getting moist, went with my fingers penetrating very slowly underneath her panties until my finger reached her clitoris which started massaging me really slowly. She began groaning, opened her legs wider as if enjoying herself but still slept. I'd increase the movements of my dick by rubbing it on her thigh and my finger would be all up in that warm, wet little tub. I wanted to smell her hard-on, so I took my finger out of her little kissing cup and started smelling that pleasurable scent. It seemed that my wife was enjoying it, and nothing to wake up. Then I saw that next to her pillow there were underpants and a beige bra made of lycra and worn; I took the panties, passed them over my face and smelled the scent of this lovely little kiss, then I carried them on my stick which grew harder every time. The brassiere I left close to my face so I could smell your breasts. I moved more and more, with my stick wrapped in that used panties and rubbing her thighs, mouth and nose felt this bra wears the scent of your breasts. With my fingers, I rubbed her little cricket underneath the panties and felt that she was soaking wet with all of my toes already almost buried in this beautiful cup. My excitement grew stronger as the movement of my dick rubbing against the thighs of this wonderful woman whose pants were worn between them drove me crazy to the point where it made her move too, opening up more legs when I managed to stick two fingers into this lovely wet cup. I smelled her used bra and rubbed myself more and more, until I couldn't take it any longer. And then she would mock me on his thighs by wetting the underwear that had been used as well as hers. It was wonderful!