I went in, turned the shower on and was under the water, my face full of soap, when I felt Jeans hand on my cock. ‘I am going to wash this before yo... fuck me.’ She gently washed my hardening cock, her hand sliding up and down, covered in soap as I reached down to finger her wet pussy. Wet both from sweat and the shower, my finger slipped in and out with ease. Jean lifted one leg up to side of the bath, and leant against the wall. I positioned myself behind her; slipping my cock in her pussy. Next day mene time increasing pills or condom ek medical se lia or thik time pe uske ghar puhach gaya mene gate knock kia to usne gate khola main to use daikhta hi reh gayya kia batao yar pink color k dress me wo kia sex bla lag rahi thi main foran andar gaya or gate lock kar ke use apne sine se laga lia wow what a warm hug that was uske breast mere chest me ghuse jarhe the mene use kiss karna chaha but usne rok dia or kaha farhat ghar pe he or so rhi he yaha nahi mere room me chalo.Main uske. By the time we drove up the driveway to the house. Marg and I were properly dressed again although Marg’s lipstick was smudged and I was probably wearing a great deal of it. Cherie had withdrawn her hand. I could smell the familiar odour of my wife throughout the car which made me believe that somehow Sue had reached orgasm without running off the road and killing us all. As soon as we entered the house Sue rushed off to the bathroom no doubt to wipe her pussy dry. This gave me a chance to show. And she did nothing to achieve it other than to respect its naturalness. That evening she arrived at the restaurant in an expensive designer blue dress that revealed her form. Her hair was tied back with a white silk ribbon and she was greeted by the headwaiter that took her to her host. Her jasmine perfume wafted across every nostril as she followed him through the seated guests at their tables. Franco stood up and held out his hand to receive hers. He kissed it gently and she noticed his.