'Is this better for you?' he said.'Well, I suppose it's less painful . . .' she started.Her brother started groping her ass properly now, rubbing his ...ingers into the crack. She tried to ignore him and just do the washing up. At least he wasn't slapping it. It was almost relaxing, in a way.She was u*********sly sticking her butt out further, to meet Mike's hand and fingers, when he leant in close to her, thrust his hand down the top of her booty shorts and put his fingers directly onto her. We kept speaking over phone for next few days. By this time I was really aroused, and used to think of how Pooja would look naked. She had short hair. When she would be naked, her boobs and tits would look awsome. I wanted to play with them and suck them more and more. I'm crazy about sucking women's pussy's and never miss a chance with the girls/auties I have dated. How would her pussy look, I wondered? Does she shave them clean, or make designs on the hair while shaving? I wanted to find out. He had successfully managed to persuade her to have a threesome in a lift with her husband only downstairs in the bar. Crazy. As she reached the 6th floor and as she stood outside the room it suddenly dawned on her she had left without the key card. She felt sick to her stomach as she felt the only chance to make this right had gone. Her plan was to get a shower and get some lingerie on and hope i didn't notice she had taken two loads of cum on the way up to our room. What made matters worse is. I wiggled my knees back and forth, my trousers and underwear falling to my ankles. I managed to kick off my shoes and step from my clothes, even as Betty worked my cock back and forth in her mouth. Betty has dishwater blonde hair and I held it behind her head she worked my cock in and out of her mouth. I pulled her up to a standing position. I leaned down, since she was shorter than myself and planted a light kiss on her right cheek. “You missed,” Betty teasingly replied. I kissed her left.