She let the seatback down all the way, yawned and said, “Wake me up when we get there.” “Alright, you get your rest, you’re going to need it, ... grinned. As she lay back in the seat, I put my hand on her thigh.I’d been driving for about two hours and we were now on deserted country roads, lined with tall trees. I was thinking I was getting tired of being in the car, and was feeling the need to touch her. I laid my hand on her thigh, lightly and gently stroking her leg as I slowly made my way. Rooz mae simran ka rasta mae khada hojata aur voh smile dekar chali jati ek din maine usae number pheka aur usne voh utha liya ( I was on my bike) aur jiss chez ka intazar tha vohi hua uska call aya maine pucha kon tohSimran: hi mae simran.Me: maine pehchana nahinSimran: mae vohi hu jiska tum roz rasta rokne ki koshish karte ho. Me: acha acha sorry I didn’t expect ki tum call karogeSimran: kese nahin karti even I was waiting for a crush.Aur ese hi simran aur meri batt chet roz hone lagi voh. The touch of Ewan's hot tongue on her nether region had triggered a desire for additional penetration into her back door but she was uncertain how to broach the subject with either her husband or the other brothers. Maybe it would be best to just let nature take its course and allow them to develop their own kinky demands on her female person. She could always pretend to be overwhelmed by their persistence and dutiful to their needs.This Martha had a pleasing smile and a sensuous shape assuming. Water now beat down on her back and buttocks making her gasp. ‘Look at the wall,’ he said and stepped back. She faced the wall and braced herself. Even over the sound of the water she heard the belt coming. The sting as wet leather hit wet skin felt as if her arse had been set on fire. She strangled a scream and stood panting. ‘What do you say?’ he said. ‘Thank you. Thank you, Sir.’ ‘Good girl.’ He stepped up close again and bent forward so that his face was right next to hers. She could feel.