She knew for a fact that her crotch emitted a pungent odor. She smelled it herself when she went to the bathroom that morning. She couldn't blame Curl... for his instinct to investigate such fragrances.Marsha shrugged her shoulders and pushed away from the table. She needed a break anyway. Maybe she should take a shower and wash some of the grime from her 32-year-old body. It would be quite embarrassing if anyone came to the door right now. She wouldn't dare answer it."So, you think momma stinks,. Sova was hiding behind the door wrapped in a semi wet thin cotton towel which left little to imagination. However I pretended that I was in a hurry and went off towards the drawing room to find my watch. I heard the bathroom door close and the water running. I silently closed the outer door and sat on the sofa and waited for the time to come. Very soon I heard the latch of the bathroom door being moved, I got off from the sofa and crouched down to put on a show of search. I heard Sova’s. It was bouncing up and down, which caught my eye. Then I noticed the driver. He had his head bent forward and his upper body was moving up and down. It took me a moment to realize he was jerking his cock very hard. I froze and my heart started to pound. I looked around, and through the bright sunshine saw only one other vehicle in the lot, a black pickup truck with tinted windows three rows away on the right. You were in the driver’s seat but had your head down, busy typing on your laptop,. ” I whispered to herRajita: “Dirty talk? like you want to take me upstairs to your hotel room and strip me and fuck me like a slut” she looked at my eyes as she said this.My cock in my pants was exploding hearing her say this. “Fuckkk. Your holes gonna be ripped apart today Rajita”Rajita: “Let’s have breakfast first, then you can fuck me as you want,” she said and continued picking her salads.We filled our plates and went back to our seat.Me: “This isn’t enough for me. I need something special.