Turning onto her knees she pushed her ass out at Millar. Somehow it was changing her. A gasp erupting from her mouth as his rough finger penetrated he... pussy. Gently he pushed to the knuckle, withdrew and forced back again. A second finger followed. Gasping in pleasure she dropped her face to the mattress. Millar was on his knees now. A firm hand controlling her hip as he flicked her crack with the head of his monstrous dick. Her whole body felt pulsed, then she felt him push at her lips. Once,. It was crazy, all them city people rode the bus a lot and most of my driving was in and around the projects where lots of colored people lived. Some of them folks made fun of me cause I talked slow and funny like a hillbilly, but I just ignored em, them city folks are kind of crazy anyways.I had to work nights a lot, and one night when it was raining really bad, I seen a woman walking down the sidewalk with a baby in one arm and another young-un holdin to her hand. It weren’t no bus stop, and I. Then, his hands sensually and gently began to roam and explore my body, touching my stomach, my thighs, and then back up to the molten hot center between my legs.I gasped and groaned, feeling his finger lasciviously move over the lips of my vagina. Listening intently, I heard him move around behind me as he gently licked and kissed the nape of my neck while simultaneously inserting his fingers inside me. The dual onslaught of pleasure from his mouth and fingers caused me to tug hard against the. .Why the hell dirty clothes of someone and that too of your aunt and niece.I was thinking what should I answer..All these talk was making me uncomfortable..Talking in messages is a separate issue and in reality a different ball game all together.Mom: bolo kuch..Don’t be quiet.Me: kya bolu main..I am ashamedMom: when you were doing that, was there someone else also..Koi aur tha waha..??I instantly thought may be she wants to know who was messaging her..I planned to play along.Me: doing what.