She moaned louder as I plunged into her, spreading her cheeks to get a better view of my cock diving in, and it was truly a perfect sight. I nearly ca...e, but held off by focusing on her neck, licking at it while my free hand was groping her left breast. Sadly, as much as I wanted to cum into her, my cock pressed up against one of her inner walls, causing her to scream into the bed and told me to pull out. After a few minutes of us sitting on the bed, looking at each other, she had the audacity. This last time we went out a couple of months ago and found the "right guy" As we made small talk she mentioned that she likes to dance but I dont, and after a few drinks ask him up on the dance floor, he was already probably more than half drunk,immediately on the dance floor he pulled her in close and was feeling all over her ass, they came back to the bar after the song was over and my wife gave me a wink and a thumbs up. this night she was wearing a dress with out panties since she knows. She found none."That is good. Bhabhi doesn't mind," she thought."Don't let it bother you. I don't mind it personally. What I was worried was about your brother. I don't mind if you hold each other like your master told you." You mean you don't mind if we hold even closer, say like I was his wife, as our master told us?" No. But I don't think that is possible if your intention is dancing."Encouraged by her Chintu and Alka moved closer. Their bodies were pressed together. Rekha could see Alka's. The only problem is the scenery starts a good hours drive from Susan's place.Did I mention my motorcycle had a solo seat and a pillion pad? A solo seat is a seat not unlike what you would find on a bicycle, but wider and with much better padding. A three or four hour ride can make you saddle sore but you get used to it. A pillion pad is a small cushion about the size of a large, thick paperback book. Its a technical seat, and compresses to a thin, hard pad, about as comfy as that paperback.We.