She was watching me touch myself, and imagining the workmen seeing her pussy. This turned her on no end and she lowered one hand down to slowly caress...her pussy lips, making one finger slip between her soaking wet lips and travel up and down, spreading the wetness. This looked fabulous! I looked over to the van and noticed it was rocking slightly. I looked again and could see that both men had their heads back one minute, and forward looking at my wife the next. I could see that their hands. .."His voice was ragged and his heart was pumping hard because Katherine had only paused for a few moments to recover from her own climax before her hand was back, sliding up and down his boner. He felt like his orgasm was imminent.Susan chided him, "Son! What have I told you about taking the Lord's name in vain?" But that was just an excuse not to address his point that she was still fingering her pussy. She was so extremely horny that she felt like she couldn't stop, even after it was pointed. She would always strip down to her bra, panties and pantyhose and walk to the washroom for her shower. something about white matching underwear with shear naked stockings. the whole display always put me in a frenzy, im surprised she never saw me squirming under the blankets and playing with myself while i thought of her. Coming out of the shower, she would strip naked and put on a nightie/dress that was semi transparent in the light and get ready for bed. she liked to read a lot of women's. She looked down at his hand and saw that her denim covered his actions well and gave him all the protection to abuse her breast.Aunty came out with tray full of water, from the kitchen on my right side. She clearly couldn’t have noticed what uncle did to Shikha’s left boob. He casually slide down his hand from Shikha’s breast and helped aunty to give water to girls.Aunty went in the kitchen again. Shikha was lost. The sensations on her breast were still there and she kind of liked them now, but.