Moving my hand slowly toward her honey pot, Corrine told me that I could only touch the edges. That there would be more in due time. Stroking the edge...of her labia, Corrine's breathing quickened. As I gently moved my finger along the edge she let out a gasp. Corrine put the pedal to the metal as my finger gently teased her clit."Oh God, please wait we are almost there."Taking the corner at a high rate of speed, wheels screeching we pulled into the driveway of her place."Let's go inside and. After two drinks we ordered dinner.I told Marsha that dinner was on me. She had a nice smile and I had to wonder why the two of them were at this place in their life. After dinner we went into the lounge and I began to dance with Marsha. Roger was just a voyeur, he wasn't invited to be part of our dancing.I talked with Marsha on the dance floor and asked her if she really wanted to have sex with me. She bit on her lower lip and said, "yes," that she and Roger just didn't click anymore. She did. Tim had a very relaxed look on his face but the waitress noticed the look on the other woman’s face. One she had had many times. As she was waiting to take their orders the smell hit her.“Oh my word ... that is an aroused pussy.” she thought. Trying not to let her thoughts be conveyed by her facial expressions. “Was he ... down there ... between her legs and she looks like she could be hi...” And then the thought hit her. Her expression was a little evident as Tim, surmising what she might be. Ub unko bhi mazaa aane laga or wo zor se kahne lagin hakashifi agar marni hai to itna paani hai kay mujhe thanda kar sakey to maine kaha haan(yes).to choos phir or gaand mar mere or mere khoose main apna lun daal de or chod uff kitna mazaa aata hai jub to isko choosta hai toone to iske under aag laga di hai ub is aag ko toone bujhana hai apnay is lun pump may se paani dal kar. Aacha maine kaha or dobara chhosene laga bahut mazaa a raha tha phir jub nasreen ne dard or mazay se shouting shorrow.