She came and slept deeply.After some time i just stoop up and switched on the lights and called her but there was no response.then i slowly pulled her...nighty up and for my surprise she had nor worn a panty and her bush was visible.i slightly touched but there was no response but it was wet due to earlier fingering.i slowly licked it and she started moaning but still she was in deep sleep.She was saying” fuck me chetta,,i am so hot”,dreaming that i was her husband.i took this opportunity and. ”Why don’t you sit in the cab where it’s warm while I move the truck into position and hook up the towing strap?" Mac suggested. Mac helped her into the high truck and Susan wondered if Mac would be able to see clear up her moderately short, orange plaid skirt as he helped her. “Well, she thought, “I was looking up his trunks earlier, I guess turnabout is fair.” Susan felt a flush of sexual excitement wondering if Mac was peeking as he helped her. All too soon he closed her door and was. As she stretched forwards, the loosened knot at the back of her neck parted and the material fell away to land in her lap. “Oh dear!” she exclaimed. “I don’t know what happened. I’m sorry.”I watched as Martin’s eyes almost bugged out of their sockets as her huge tits came into view. The tiny triangles of brilliant blue material barely covered her massive orbs and her long hard nipples were clearly visible through the thin clinging fabric. Martin gulped noticeably as his eyes zeroed in on her. I looked around and was proud of my cleaning. I showered, made a coffee and decided to get on the net.. In my email was a letter from Caraline titled “sorry”. “Oh, Ok” I thought. “This is interesting. Sorry for what”. I opened the email and it read. “Flight was late from San Fran. I just arrived in Sydney 2 hours late. Missed bus due to customs. I will be getting the next one. Leaving in 1 hour. I'm very excited. CYA soon. XXX Caraline.. I worked out with the speed of the bus.