"Where's going," the cab driver asks. "Home," he answers, gives an address somewhere uptown. His right hand is now in my lap, my left hand is in his. ...My emerging erection provides a sense of direction (rhymes). He leans into me, slaps my cheek playfully with his hand, kisses. My erection is pleased. I feel his boner through his pants, undo his zipper, get hold of his uppity dick. "That's what I need," I think. "That's what you need," he says. The taxi stops in chique neighborhood, town. Peter entered, carrying a bowl and thermos bottle, moved to the corner and setting the bowl on the floor, picked up the water bowl from which Susan had drunk. He emptied it in the sink, rinsing it before returning it to its spot on the floor. He then opened the thermos and poured whatever liquid it held into the bowl. Finished, he moved to the table, setting the empty thermos on the floor, lifted an ice pack from Susan’s pain wracked body, and seeing that it had thawed on one side, turned it. Our tongues quickly met and began a dance of passion. I was in heaven and ready to give myself to him totally, wantonly, eagerly and sure I would allow him to do with me as he pleased.gradually his hands worked there way from my back, to my waist, and came to rest on my firm, perfectly rounded bottom. With one hand on each cheek of of my ass he alternately caressed and squeezed. I shivered in anticipation as his hands began to slowly tug the hem of my tight gray skirt upward. The fabric. The length of my penis reached maximum as Aunt Saneetha began to make that sexy noise again, as she threw her head back and arched her back for more access to her body. Pulling my head to her she began to kiss me; her soft sweet velvet tongue explored my entire mouth and mines hers. I pulled away from her and began sucking her tits. They were so firm and warm on my face, her nipples were hard. Pulling me to her face again we resumed making out. Locking her legs around my hips i felt the tempo.