“You’re young?”Hannah nodded. She knew Mia mean underage.“Good. Follow me.”She followed Mia’s lead and pushed her index and middle finger ...nto Mia’s pussy opening. Mia moaned into Hannah’s mouth, again locked in kisses. The music disappeared. The laughter, running water, flushes all disappeared. Their world was of two young women locked in a battle of lust, making each other come. Hannah widened her legs to Mia’s forceful finger twirling. Her body craved the new feelings she was being. You don’t mind, do you?’. I am ashamed to say that I did not mind. I lifted her in my arms, carried her to the altar, and I deflowered her. She moaned and screamed and purred as only an actress can, in fits of pain and pleasure. (Miss Tite says I should stop, and return to the point). Once we had finished, she wiped herself down and was ready to welcome me in the professional capacity. She was still wet, sweaty and her face shows a euphoric glow (Plate 8). You will note that her smile seems. The door closed, he leant forward from his perch on the engine cover, to wind the window up once again, the cab a warm haven from the chill of the yard, the big old cab had two bunks across the back, the upper one stowed, folded against the cab back, a tartan blanket and a clean white pillow, everything neatly stowed, showed this driver had at least a little self-respect, the warm engine said he had only recently arrived, the cab heater as yet not blowing its noisy warmth. By now she had been. He was working my pussy over so good, I was panting like a dog, my husband slid his hand under my Saree and started rubbing my clit and I was now moaning out loud. It only took a couple of minutes with them both playing with my pussy and that feeling hit my pussy like a freight train and I came very vocally. Everybody around us knew what had happened and I wasn’t embarrassed one bit, actually a little mad they had removed their fingers. My husband said lets go honey, Kamal is coming home with.