I couldn’t believe what a beautiful and horny site these two women were, enjoying each other so much and I had the most glorious view of all that th...y had to offer. Karen’s full and shapely buttocks open to the air as she kneeled between my wife’s thighs, with her busy tongue going at my wife’s pussy.Karen broke off for a moment, “Steve, hold that bowl under me." I knelt down behind her and held the bowl between Karen’s thigh’s and she resumed licking my wife’s beautiful cunt as though her life. Sneha mere paas aa kar mujhe smooch(kiss) karne lagi or main bhi use poora support dene laga or madhu mere lund se khelne lagi or chusne lagi, main sneha ko kiss bhi kar raha tha or uske boobs bhi daba raha tha, hum teenoHi poori tarah se garam ho chuke the, poore kamre me sirf kiss ki or siskiyon ki aawaj thi, phir unhone apni position badal li ab sneha mere lund ko chus rahi thi or madhu mujhe kiss kar rahi thi or main uske boobs daba raha tha, madhu ke boobs jaisa mainePahle bataya ki kaafi. I watch them leave."Jackass." Mom is pissed - something I've rarely seen."Mom, maybe..." I stop when she glares at me."Where yo' car at?" I walk her to it and give her the keys when she asks for them. She drives to Tappahannock, to a residential area - a slum really - and parks in front of a rusting trailer. The front yard looks as if once someone tried to care but never got past buying a planter and a couple marigolds. Mostly, it's littered with broken things, an old push mower and Buick. Ms Gretzke had drilled into them that if they breathed a word, even in confidence to a friend, they would be out of the team permanently, and that she and all the rest of us would (a) rubbish their story completely, and then (b) make their life hell. So the straight girls – who, curiously enough, often tended to be the plainer ones – did their own thing, and the rest of us ate pussy like we were starving in the desert.One of the senior girls who had first seduced me, and who been present when.