Mom actually gave me a little smile and said, “Your father always did that too! Would you like me to take it off?”Dumbfounded I stammered out, “...es!”Mom stood up. She was wearing a light sweater with short sleeves. She reached up one sleeve, pulled down a bra strap, and slipped it over her elbow. Mom did the same with her other bra strap. Then she lifted her sweater up and pulled the bra right off. I didn’t get to see anything! Mom straightened her sweater up and looked at me. I looked right at. As I passed the trees in the middle of the car park my head lights caught a glimpse of a couple in a small white car. I parked about three car spaces down and as usual. I waited for a signal that they were ready for fun.After waiting for around five minutes, in which time I could only see the Hubby through the dim light of his mobile phone, the woman appeared at his side and I could just tell in the darkness and from the light off of the cars dashboard that she was taking her top off. This was. I worked my pelvis back and forth, all Donnie's fingers working me to a frenzy, my cunt getting wetter and wetter. I was playing with my nipples, pinching them between my fingers. I came twice like that, but I was frustrated. I wanted Donnie's whole fist up my cunt. Finally it was as if something gave way. I felt myself opening and suddenly Donnie's hand was in so far that he was fucking me halfway up his forearm! My God, What a sensation! Believe me ladies, if you've never had a fist up your. Nonetheless after finishing hewas clearly pleased with her cooking. The two sat and talked for aboutan hour before he had to go. Kirsten had moved past her attraction toScott and had started to respect him as a person. Maybe she still reallyfelt something for him, but this was deeper, not just physical. As Scott left, they agreed to meet again whenever they could spare thetime. Over the next month leading into early July the two of them metfrequently, never with anything more than.