I went and called her my her name. There was no reaction. I slowly put my hand on her fore head. Then took my hand to her lips then to her neck then s...owly to her right boob. Then I slowly started to press her boobs and also at the same time kissing her other boob over her nighty. Suddenly I heard a moan from her mouth. I taught she has woke up. So I got up and was about to go. She caught my hand and said Sameer what u r doing here. I replied nothing. She said don’t be shy I know what u were. Pam was working to gain trust and intimacy. The fourth night, on the road trip back, Pam made it a topic in the car to discuss "sex with spouses" and said she wanted to confide in my wife that "John was getting stale and it bothered her she was not getting the satisfaction she needed, to please keep this a secret." My wife confided that I was always horny and she loved romance and making love which I did sometimes, but often I just wanted to fuck. Of course, Pam knew this already from being my. Up her neck again to her lips. My body now poised as I could feel the head of my cock as it slipped inside of her. The warmth slid up the Langton as it found its way deeper. Looking into her eyes and again a half smile showing pleasing pleasure. My cock slipped and thrusted easily in her moistened pussy. Her hips raised to meet every thrust, I could feel the inner walk of her cervix ticking the head of my cock. She quickly pushed me off to roll me over, she just as quickly climbed on top of me,. My sister tried to cheer me up during the long car ride, poking jokes like we usually did, playing car games, anything her 12 year old mind could think of. We would often play tongue sword fights, for some reason we never thought of this as wrong, and my mother seemed to allow it seeing it was just all in fun. We began the tongue sword fights, sticking out our tongues, mine fairly long, just how it was since birth. Our tongues would meet, slashing against each other in an epic duelor so as our.