She and her hubby connected on an artistic and a personal level. He is not remotely intimidated by her beauty, talent and fame—hell, he’s been an ...ntegral part of it! I honestly hope there is a special someone out there for Carlene, she deserves nothing but the best in life. She has a heart of gold…she truly is, ‘good Carlene’. Whoever he is, he’s going to have to be someone pretty special, secure in who he is, not put off by fame and wealth or intimidated by her accomplishments or her. The cupping becomes more of a rub then as her mouth opens i am sure shes fingering herself the other hand comes down to join. I have poor sound on the spy cams but i can hear her moaning .."god ..yes..yess."My cock aches.Now i am sure one hand is rubbing her clit the other shes is fingering herselfher eyes are now open , shes hasn't noticed the bag in the hall.Her breathing increases .A gasp her, head drops, her back arches,she shudders..shes cum..I look at my hand..so have i! oops.She smiles. Bring over your bike. Few hours later I was in their home, and she was all set to go. Me: where’s Mili (her daughter) she: gone with her father, to my brother’s. Me: oh. So, ready to go? She: yes, by the way how m I looking? A smile from me was enough for an answer. She was looking gorgeous. Protruding boobs and sound ass, just enough to give me a hard on. It was well hidden by the way.Few hours later she’s done with her shopping, and we were on our way home, and suddenly it starts raining, I. One hand is on the back of my head as the other pushes my hand away from your shaft so you can shove your cock deeper into my gaging mouth. My throat contracts as my drool coats your cock. I can feel your excitement building and don't want you to cum this way. It's almost as if you read my mind as you pull out and lay on the bed ordering me to strip down and join you. As I crawl onto the bed you hand me lube. I squirt it onto my hand and generously coat your cock and reach behind me and try to.