I just sat still as she kissed me. You have to understand, Celia never kisses me. Well, no, I suppose on birthdays and so on, I get a peck on the chee..., but these days she never KISSES me. In fact she never kissed like that, even in the beginning.She was softly feeling my lips with hers as if trying to memorise them. And then her little tongue started teasing, trying to get into my mouth. God, the few times I had tried that, she had spat me out. I woke up and started responding. "Mmmm. Be nice. Her breath sounded horrendously loud in her ears, ragged as it was with both fear and arousal, and she tried to control it, but the motion of crawling seemed to be making her pussy-lips rub together… oh god. She imagined Him smiling pleasantly down at her, enjoying her distress, as she crawled along beside him. When she had made complete circuits of several aisles on her hands and knees she returned to where she had dropped her jacket. Then, as instructed, she put her head down on the floor,. Mike adjusted himself, and to my surprise left the door wide open behind him as he made his way down the hall to the bathroom. As soon as I heard the bathroom door close I boldly walked across the hallway with my blouse opened wide.I peeked my head into Ron's room through his partially opened door. Ron was standing near the closet in his boxers and teeshirt. Ron turned around hearing the creek of the door, and his eyes went immediately to my exposed tits."I was hoping that you'd stop in." Ron. Thodi dar baad wo ek sleevless nighty pehen ke aai or unhe dekh ke mera land khada ho gaya usi time wo mere se baat karne lagi maine unse pucha ki unke sath aur kon rehta hai towo boli kiUnke husband mar chuke hai aur unka koi baccha bhi nahi hai islie wo akele rehti hai mughe bohut ajib laga maine unse pucha ap ka koi baccha kyu nahi hai to wo dukhi ho ke boli ki aise hi mera land kuch jada hi khada tha to wo unhe dikh gaya wo boli tum mera picha kyu kar rahe the mai thora hichkicha ke bola ki.