I thought that if I was going back to provide a meal for Davinia, during which we would agree, like civilised people, that our relationship was at an ...nd, but she might as well see that there is a good side of me that she is giving up. I bought two big bunches, one for the room and one to give her. I also bought a good box of liqueur chocolates, which I was surprised they stocked, left over from Christmas I guess, or stocked for Easter.I just finished arranging the flowers in the living room. He got the idea and his hand replaced mine as he began rubbing it up and down my incredibly sopping wet pussy.Once he felt that his cock was coating with my juices he moved the head back up to my asshole. Slowly he began pushing his cock past the tight ring and into my ass. He moved slowly as he knew that even if I had been fucked in the ass his cock was probably much bigger than I ever have had. He was right so I was thankful for his slow approach. Finally I felt his balls slapping against my. The man told me to follow him up around the parking garage to the top level. I paused for an external second and u*********sly trailed behind. We had reached his rusty tan sedan. He told me to get into the back seat and undress. I got in and shut the door. I heard the locks latch as he started his car. I undressed and he took my clothes, placing them in the front. He told me to buckle into the middle seat in back. He turned and watched. Then we left the parking garage. We drove for about twenty. She immediately unwrapped the Saree standing in in only Blouse and Petticoat. She unhooked her petticoat and let it slowly drop down to the floor, revealing her wheatish soft and silky thighs. Her thighs resembled that of a banana tree trunk. She had her back towards me, her buttocks were covered in large panty.I calmly walked towards her and starting from the ankle started kissing her slowly moving upwards. The calves, knees, inner thighs, beginning of the butt. Where my mouth couldn’t reach.