He nodded, smiled, called her ma’am as if he were tipping an imaginary cowboy at her – it was all in good fun. Effren wondered what Sandee was tal...ing about. Do what again, he thought, assuming it was just pedicure or manicure stuff.***Effren slept most of the way to Hawaii. His mother slept too, laying her head on her father’s shoulder, while he read a book.After landing and grabbing their luggage, they headed to their room. Effren and Jessica had one for themselves and Gary had one right next. She stopped as well, but after a few seconds, she began squirming, then moaning “please, please”. After a few more seconds, I started up again in earnest, and soon felt her tense up, then explode. I kept my mouth firmly locked on her clit, while plunging my hand into her down to the thumb joint, then pulling out to my fingertips and then back in. Her breathing was coming in rapid bursts and grunts.Her hips were gyrating and bouncing up and down and I thought she was going to rip the sheets. It seemed she was constantly drawing my attention to her legs. They were her best asset. One afternoon we needed to go to another one of our buildings across town. She offered to drive. I sat in the passenger seat, and she climbed into the driver's seat. As she sat behind the wheel, her skirt rode up on her legs. I could see the darker top of her nylon stockings. My eyes were fixed on her lovely thighs. She had a stick shift and after shifting gears, she'd rest her hand on her right thigh. She. Mummy ne pucha yahan kahan karoon…to driver ne kaha chaliye madam main aapko le chalta hoon..papa ko to driver par pura bharosa hogya tha jaise unka bhai ho….ya phir shayad papa meri gaand mein itne kho gye the ki unko kuch hosh na tha….driver mummy ko door jhadiyon ke peeceh le gya…mummy ekdum fit lag rahi thi chalte huye….meri mummy bhi kaafi sexy hain…unki gaand par sab fida rehte hain….unki gaand mein unki saare phasi padi thi aur mummy ne usko bahar nahi nikala…driver unke peeche chalta.