I lifted and spread her legs even more and I inserted my tensed tongue as deep as I could and flicked it around. I returned my attention to her clit, ...icking it, nibbling, sucking, kissing and pinching it between my lips and whilst doing that I immediately inserted my two forefingers deep in her shimmering sheath. I laid there my head and fingers buried in her womanly center clenched in between her thighs, my free hand massaging whatever I could reach on her squirming, screaming temple of a. .She asked rahul shall I wipe off the oil….Get me some cloth….I said no it should be there ….It will go off when taking bath. She:if I roll back the t shirt it will also get stains.Now she asks me rahul….Rahul could you massage for some more time.I again started the rituals.After some time she turned back and asked me to massage her lower back also….So I started rubbing oil at her back and her buttock was giving me killing thoughts. ….She acknowledged my massage by saying it feels good….Now she. "They kissed a little more passionately and when they broke their kiss my brother whispered, "Ohhh, sweet lady, may I have another?" Ohhhkay." Marilyn whispered back.This kiss became a long, open mouthed adventure for both of them, and as I watched them kissing and slowly breathing their hot breaths in and out of each other's mouths, a little knot of jealously grew in the pit of my stomach. I had never felt this kind of excitement. I fantasized that I was Marilyn's husband, watching her with. They had barely settled down in their seats at the theater when he excused himself and returned shortly to inform her that he wasn't feeling well and he'd have to drive her home immediately. Although terribly disappointed she was a good scout and went with him to the parking lot to get his car. No sooner were they inside the car then a ski-masked figure held a knife to her throat and ordered Bob to follow his instructions or his date would have her throat slit here and now. Poor Muffin.