" she started doubtfully."Look," he said in a low and impatient voice while pushing her out the door, "just go fuck the guy, okay. Give him some pussy...for a while and we'll be rolling in dough."Dispirited and once again feeling debased, Denise walked reluctantly to the car and slid into the rear seat. Robert closed the door, walked to the driver's side and got behind the wheel."We'll be at the airport in less than twenty minutes," he said as the sun finally disappeared in a brilliant. Now i started plaing my both hands on her both breasts .Now i seen her face she acts she is sleeping. But i want her to sleep too . Now, i realised that i need to move furthur more, While my one hand massaging her boob i started moving my other hand lower to her cunt.I stopped little above her pussy and was thinking wether i need to proceed furthur low. My intension was to keep going , after few seconds i just touched her pussy , Gosh………!!!!!! it was very warm and wet , i thought she pissed.. ” He stroked her backside with both palms, pushing against the fleshy parts to lift them, went to his knees and stuck his face into the triangular space that opened up. Ada sobbed, then, out of lingering pain, and surprise, and humiliation, and arousal. She could feel him inhale deeply against the moist skin of her cunt. “Lovely. So very lovely,” he said, as if to himself, and stroked the knuckle of his index finger against the puffy lips, causing her whole body to shiver. “My wife is my own. Kit still had a massive erection but he didn’t mind. He was sure what he had done for Betty would be enough to bring her back the next night. Betty spent the rest of the night lying with Maggie but she was not cold. She basked in the warmth generated by her thoughts, by the aftereffects of the strong climax Kit had caused. As she remembered how his hand felt between her legs, her fingers stayed busy in her panties, Betty had a second, stronger orgasm before she managed to sleep. All the.