"Want me to drive?" asked Fussilli as they approached the car. He leant on the roof and then jumped away. The steel was blistering and so now was the ...etective's bare arm. " Fuck me!" I've got this, Jerry," replied Bumfelt, climbing into the car."Fuckin hell!" gasped Fussilli, entering the passenger side door, winding the window down. "Hot as fuck in here."Bumfelt took a last look at the pigeon. It was past caring. It didn't give two fucks how hot it was.Iva Whetsnatch was dripping with sweat. ...She couldn't stand any longer because she went weak at the knees so she pushed the stranger back in to a lying position and straddled his chest, slumping forward and lying on top of him.The guy’s head was now pinned between my wife's tits and he was making his cock twitch so it would stroke against the pulsating entrance of my wife's pussy.This was giving little convulsions every time the tip of his cock would brush past her now hyper sensitive clit.She must've loved it judging by the way. But before you go............ "Rachel what do you prefer, men or women?" "Silkie, you are messing with me..........I like............ummmmm...what shall I say?.............I like to have my face between a woman's thighs while I feel a man do me from behind..........oh..I like that a lot.....Julian, I packed Sylvia's ass with butter......I'll bet she would like to feel something else up there ....Oh, go get the wine and the hash, please..........................." Julian quickly disappeared and. ”We went into her flat. I sat on the sofa and the Bengali girl went to the fridge and came back with a glass of water. As I was drinking water, I was thinking how soft she was, and how sweet she was. I really wanted to feel her. She was also into me, so don’t overthink, just do it.As I was thinking this, the moment I put my glass on the table, my sexy Bengali co-worker hugged me and started kissing my lips. Oh god! I started responding. I pulled her up in my lap and started smooching. We both.