My eyes traveled down his face and rested on his lips. I knew he was asking me a question, but all I could think about was how his mouth would feel co...ing down on mine. I continued my perusal of his body. Perfectly sculpted shoulders, flat washboard abs covered with a white wife beater, and down to his hands resting lightly on his thighs. Strong, hard hands, the kind that built brick walls during the day and did who knew what at night? Long, lean thighs in dusty blue jeans ending in steel toed. Georgie’s piercing blue eye’s never left his as she moved his hand lower, resting it on her flat stomach for a moment, then placing it on her thigh. She moved closer to him, his hand brushed up her smooth skin and his fingers touched the edge of her panties under her skirt. She kissed him again, his fingers, seemingly with a mind of their own, traced the outline of her pants, then felt her puffy lips through the fabric. She shivered as he caressed her labia through the thin material, their. .while I was transferring about a million Volvo parts from one backseat to another. All those Volvo parts were still in the original Swedish boxes.New water pumps; six, distributors; eight, points, three dozen spark plugs, plug wires, side draft carburetors, four sets of pistons; four different sizes, connecting rods, bearings, crankshafts, camshafts, clutch repair kits, master cylinders; brake and clutch, valves; intake and exhaust, gasket sets, freeze plugs. You name it...if there was one. I was sniffing his wife’s panties and rubbing my stiff cock.‘Suck me auntie,’ he said.His cock was so much thicker and longer than mine and I know Fiona loved it. I really wanted to see his cock fucking her. The thought it plunging in and out of her and making her cum really excited me and I had to stop wanking as I didn’t want to cum too soon.As she sucked him and squeezed his balls I could see her other hand in between her legs and fingering herself.Suddenly Phil was shouting, ‘oh auntie, I’m.