"I said, "Me, too." I got an evil thought. "Why don't Lisa and I come over some night? I'll get you ready and you can do her."He shook his head. "Anyb...dy but her; I think she'd get fixated on me and it wouldn't be good for her." He smiled a little. "Some one else, though ... I think it'd be fun for both of us -- you could kiss her and molest her tits and I could lick her 'till she's ready and fuck her 'till she screams." You're a pervert." Not really; I just think it'd be a great way to give. In the conversations my eyes again and again stared at her boobs which were jumping with bus movements. She noticed but ignored and tried to sleep. Now it was around 1.00 am in the night when every body was slept and even bhajan ladies but my mother didn’t came to change the seat as she was fast asleep. I just closed by eyes and was listening to songs while payal was trying to sleep. Few minutes later she as slept and I got chance to stare at her body. I got aroused and wanted to touch her. We also find out when she is ovulating and time it to fuck that day a few times. It was so bad. She would text me that she was walking the dog and to come out and shag her in the lane behind her house. The more times we did it over those special times of the month the hotter it was for us. She still loved her husband too. I wasn't even particularly nice to her, it was just the sex. The sex, those milking teets, my sweet revenge. She just wanted the cock, not me and that was perfect.Within a few. .«, »... and your dickel got hard!«, I finished the sentence for him. All I got now was a nod in return, all the hot blood rushed up in his face and his ears looked like catching on fire! »Oh, what should I do with you, sinful little creature?«, I pondered just rhetorically, but the lad was by now on his knees and pleading for forgiveness. »Oh, nono - I will not whip you, dear! It was all her fault as I guess - but a short spanking would be appropriated here, to remind you, that you are here.