While she hadn’t pushed away to reveal all to me, I could now, at least, see most of her torso. Her arms made a “V” across her chest and stomac...; leaving no doubt in my mind that her hands had found their way to her pussy.Feeling Rach’s foot, toes curling, on the top of my foot, I looked with veiled eyes, over to her. She had hiked her other foot up onto the edge of her chair, giving me a good view of her fingers as they slid slowly, in and out of her pussy; slick with her juice. She watched. She couldn't hear exactly what he was saying but obviously it wasn't to her Bambinaia's approval. She winced as she passed the car on her way out of the garage. If anything Smeralda was shouting louder and louder in her feverish protests.Marshall waited for Smeralda to finished spewing at him. Leaning against the door, he smiled when she finally sputtered, stopped and stared at him defiantly."Are you done now?" Yes! With you! Let me out of this car!" she hissed as she tried to unlock the door. Kerry scrunched her knickers into her hand and held then like they were a hankie. In breezed the Mrs. looking bleary eyed and tired and asked why was I up so early again. She walked through to the kitchen and I heard the kettle click on at which Kerry shouted through that it was only 5 minutes since she'd boiled it. Kerry then smiled at me with that naughty wicked look again. Kerry then downed her brew and took her cup into the kitchen and asked the wife if it was ok to have a shower. It was ok. I sensed every movement of his penis, unrelenting in it's assault. Smaller jets of cream spurted into me. Wet. Sticky. Possessed by him. Touched as if I were the most beautiful of created gifts for a great king and his queen. "Your inner lips are long, pretty woman," he whispered. "Now that I've conquered you, they are outside of your pussy and swollen with excitement. I think it's a lovely sight."The two of them overloaded my senses. I never knew that extreme and multiple sensory experiences.