He did the same for me, his hands skimming over the thin fabric of the halter-top dress I was wearing with my bikini-top underneath. As he was drawing...me closer to him, kissing me hard, I never realised that Carlos had undone the clasps at the back and the neck-strap of my bikini top before he tugged it out from under my dress. ‘You won’t need that.’ He murmured, his voice a little rough. ‘We’re not going sunbathing.’ ‘But what will people say, I mean…’ I protested weakly but the mere idea of. .. and” She began spluttering with frustration.“Mamma, you remember when you first figured out I was in love with Curtis Lee?” Bernadette asked suddenly. “Remember when you came into the bedroom and talked with us for hours?” She leaned forward. “Do you remember what you told us?”“Of course I do,” moaned Marian. “And you obviously didn’t listen to me! I told you it was damn foolishness to think about boys outside your station in life!”“You told us about that other boy you liked, Mamma,” said. I trembled and shook as I came harder than I have ever come before. Gasping and moaning loudly. He then stood up and I could see his manhood was fully erect again. He reached down and grabbed my arm and rolled me over. He forced my knees underneath me so that my ass and pussy were presented to him at the right level. He slid a finger into my pussy and started fucking me hard with it, I gasped when he pulled out and replaced it with 2 more fingers. He then lined his wonderfully erect member up. Please-”Me:”I know you want it. Don’t act innocent. Your husband can’t give you the pleasure like that woman got. Can he?”She stood quite for a few seconds before replying in a low voice.Shikha:”No.”Me:”How does he fucks you?”Shikha:”Dada, I-I can’t say that-”Me:”Tell me… I won’t tell anyone. You can trust me.”She stared at me for sometime, clearly thinking about it when the pornstar screamed in pleasure. Both of us turned and saw her getting fucked hard. She kept on looking as if she was.