" "But she's here." "Who's here?" "Cricket Vaughn." "Who the fuck is Cricket Vaughn???" "Charlie Vaughn's wife." "Her name is fucking CRICKET? I... she ENGLISH?" "No... Her name is Jemima. The guys called her Jiminy back in the day. Jiminy Cricket?" "What the fuck are you talking about?" "It's a Disney movie, BAMBI or shit..." "So what does the bitch want?" "I think she wants you not to let Tommy kill the crooner..." "Jesus Christ! Is she cute?" "Meh, 40s, big tits, red hair, pretty. I will go by bus.He: come on Bagi..I will drop you.Promise I won’t hit brakes ;-) ( he winked looking at my breasts and I smiled)Then he offered me lift to my home.It’s the 1st time I had different sensation in my breasts.Each and every brake he hits.I crushed my melons tho his manly back.Omg…Brake..Hit brake hit…Felt like I am hitting a wall.Me: hey its ur promise not to hit brakes…Did u forget?( inside I am enjoying his touch)He: oh..Yeah.Sorry dear, I won’t do it again.Then started the real. ..He rammed a finger inside my tight and wet hole while he continued licking my sensitive clit. I could barely stand the pleasure, I was seconds away from cumming.He suddenly got up, I looked at him with a surprised expression. He just grinned, picked me up and carried me to his bedroom. He layed me down on his bed and took of his clothes.He opened my legs and thrust his big, hard cock inside my dripping pussy. He started fucking me faster, I moaned loudly, not wanting him to stop. Very. I booked a small hotel room and waited for her to meet me. When she showed up, she was wearing a sort skirt and low cut top to show off her amazing cleavage. I invited her in and we exchanged some coy smiles. Then I asked her to sit on the edge of the bed and I walked up to her and pushed her legs open to me. Standing right in front of her with her lefts open, I slid off my shirt and she slowly reached up and rubbed my hairy chest with her soft hands. My dick was instantly hard from the touch.