I could hear soft moans coming from my wife I stared watching this lady truly driving my wife wild with her hands on her breast. Hell I had not even n...ticed the lady working on me was massaging my on nipples. I looked back over to watch the lady on my wife moving her hands ever so slowly down to my wife's pussy. I watched my wife spread her legs so the lady had an unobstructed access to her wet pussy. The lady slowly kneaded my wife's pussy lip and made damn sure to work them so much I could. Then moved the hand to the keys hung in the ignition barrel. And twisted them to 'start'. Bringing her hand back to the left grip user my head on her right shoulder, but moved the wet hair from it first.I slid my right hand down along her right arm then motioned her thumb over the start button.As Helen's thumb pressed the button the bike turned over then burst into life. Again she let out a gasp but this was for the vibrations from the bike's rumbling engine as they transferred themselves into. The very depravity of the act added to the pleasure she felt. Taking her hand away from Ayshe's clasping fingers, Tiffany reached down and spread her ass cheeks to let the girl's tongue worm deeper into her butt hole."Oh fuck!" she cried as its probing tip speared her pink rosebud. Ayshe watched as Tiffany abandoned herself to a new world of sensual pleasure. It seemed that all her fantasies about her husband's teenage relative were about to come true.Just when Tiffany didn't think she could. We share a few giggles and she ask if she can feel the muscles. I joke around to see if she would do the same. I ask her to strike a few poses and being loosey goosey she already was she shows me deep cleavage bending over squeezing her breasts tight. Reassuring her breast implants were as real as they can get. I asked about her sexy legs and she stood up on the bed and turned around to flex her gluts for me. Firm they were asking if I can feel. With both of our state of minds she agreed. I.