Luxurious bubbles covered her naked body, warming her, relaxing her. Debs let her hands roam over her body, gently spreading the bubbles onto her smo...th skin. Her fingers gently caressed her breasts, she tried to resist but couldn’t, it felt too good. She tweaked both nipples, they hardened immediately. She let out a little moan, it felt good. She closed her eyes and continued playing. She could feel the familiar sensations starting, she knew she was getting to a point where she needed. He looks at Me and then back at you and you just smile and nod. He quickly takes a napkin and blots it against your blouse, pressing more against your tits than really necessary. I tell him that to do a better job, he should take a napkin in one hand and slide it inside your blouse and blot from the outside with a napkin in his other hand. Without hesitation this time, he slips one hand inside your blouse, making sure to rub the back of his hand against your nipples, again taking much more time. Even among married couple, sex with life partner was to be made in dark at night only and most of the time with cloths on. Sex before marriage or extramarital sex was made a taboo or sinful desire.When we married, we indulge in real sex for the first time, but were too dumb as we were never able to express our feelings comfortably or enjoy real pleasures of sex. Any prolonged sex encounters always resulted in somewhat guilt feelings. Since our minds were developed under same conservative. "What do you want me to do?" I said."What do you think? I want you to hold the towel up and block the view of people walking from seeing me trying to wash your cum out of me. I AM NOT RIDING IN THE TRUCK FOR AN HOUR THIS WAY!," she shouted.I acted like I was sheepishly obeying and held the towel up with both hands horizontally across her butt area so nobody could see her washing my cum out of her pussy. "Here? is this good?" I asked her.She didn't answer and acted like she was in a real hurry.