. Rashmi ka halt khrap horaha tha toh dekh k tars aagya toh mene usse bola mera seat mein ake thda rest le lo .Mera upper berth tha toh thdi hick kich...ne k bad wo man gayi,Seat deke bura nae lag raha tha as mein susmita ko patane chahta tha.Meh jake wahan sushmita k pas beth gaya and usse chidane laga as wo phone pe bat kar rahi thi .Wo mera hath pakd li toh mera lund salmi de diya ek currnt jesa beh gaya sarir mei. Uska boobs ko pas se dekh kar raha nae ja raha tha .Wo thdi der k bad phone kat. We got in the door and she pinned me up against the wall. Before I could say anything, she had shoved her tongue down my throat, kissing me with raw passion.“I want that huge cock of yours and I want it now!!!”I wasn’t going to argue. I lifted her up and turned around, pinning her up against the wall, as she wrapped her perfect legs around my waist. We kissed again, our tongues probing each others mouths. My hand reached down to her pussy. She still had her cat suit on but I could feel she was. "Oh, that's no problem at all. Here is how we will do this." Sheila explained in a relaxed and clinical manner. "If you need to urinate, I will place your penis inside this special bottle, and when you are done I will clean you up then empty it. Would you like me to assist you now?" She asked some what soothing my embarrassment. "Yes please." I stammered. " The dam is about to burst." I said trying to make light of the situation.Sheila grinned at my feeble little joke then lifted the blankets. My sister in law is Jane sings in the church choir. Through the choir she has become friends with the minister's wife Angela.Angela is the defination of a MILF. 34 D bra (I'm guessing that but I'm usually right), slim waist beautifully round buns and legs to die for. Angela has a great sense of humour. The only negative is she is very prim and proper. It follows that Angela has only ever had one man (as far as everyone knows).Jane decided to try to get more people to like Angela, so she.