All the same, he couldn’t really read it. ‘Would you mind?’ he asked, looking sheepishly at Clara. ‘My latin’s what you could call ‘crappi...s maximus’…’ Clara manoeuvred around behind Jeff, studying the tablet over his shoulder. Instantly her attention was drawn to the name carved at it’s base. ‘Marcus Antonius,’ she read aloud, tapping on the name with two of her fingers. ‘These are the words of Mark Antony.’ Both of the young archaeologists instinctively leaned closer to the tablet, their. “And it’s a tiny bit of forbidden fruit.”“You, dear little brown-haired girl, are a huge amount of forbidden fruit.”“I know. We shouldn’t risk this. We should stop.” She smiled. “I would, you know. If I thought I could last a day without you. But I’m an addict.”When I got home at the end of the day, my car (Her car!) was in the driveway. As was usually the case, she was next door, spending time with her mom and little brother. When I was getting out of my company van, she was coming across the. It hit me like someone kicked on my balls, I was speechless for some time, Anjali was asking me what happened. After few min, I put the luggage on top again. The compartment was private, with curtains; we had two old aged couple below and next to us. We both got up and settled down. She put a bag between us, she was on window side. We were lying and facing each other, I could see little of her cleavage. We spoke almost an hr, due to sleeping one side I tried to shift my position, and gave. I waited for another 5 minutes and then asked her and she was Ok with it. The Vaseline lubrication had mad its effect and she don’t felt much pains while I was inserting my big cock inside her ass.Once I got a green signal, I started to give in and out strokes slowly and she seems to enjoy it at the same time, her pussy was secreting lot of juices which were falling on her thighs and bed sheet but I don’t care for that and concentrated on stroking her ass hole. Gradually I was increasing my.