But any way at all was alright with me.But I was describing this babe who seemed as if she might be a fun-type pervert on the quiet. Those leotards we...e skin-tight. If there was any undressing to be done it looked as if she'd need some help. The legs were just legs, I don't pay much attention to legs, but the thighs were something else, all the way up to where they joined, the material so tight that I could see there were no panties underneath, not even a g-string to break the smoothness.Enough. But as she fought to keep her balance and enjoy the pleasures he was giving her she knew something was approaching her crouch. The feeling was moving too damn slow, but it was promising even greater pleasures when it reached its destination. She didn’t even realize that his mouth had left her nipple until its assault began on her other one. A fresh ripple rushed through her as this breast finally got the same attention its twin had been receiving. Then she felt it. Just a gentle touch at. And then she moved closer to him, pressing her bare thigh sensuously against his own. "Rudy," she purred seductively, "Can't you drive a little bit faster?"The car lurched and Lola's voluptuous body lurched with it, falling against her red-haired brother's shoulder, her firmly ripened breasts brushing his body. Oh, Christ! He was ready to fuck her again, ready to drive off the road someplace and park, then put his hand up under her skirt, between those soft warm thighs and run his fingers. Please I wanted to see it. I said that its wrong. He said that he has already seen it and wants to see once again. Telling this he tried to lift my saree up. Though I tried to resist, he is strong enough to lift it up. From my back side he lift up my saree and inserted his fingers inside my panty. When his hands started playing with my pussy I lost my control. Knowing this he removed my panty. He made me to sit in the dinning table, stretched my legs. He sat in a chair and kissed my pussy. His.