We got to the car, a BMW, I figured it belonged to her mother, sheopened the passenger door and indicated that I should get in. Still notsaying a word... Nothing, silent, I wondered if I had stepped over theline with her mother. But I had no control there. Her mother, a goddessin her own right, held me tight and close; not only did I not havecontrol, I did not want that control either.I sat on the leather seat and looked at her standing by the car. Not aword since we left the house as we walked. Our real gift to each other, though, was ... each other. We'd been boyfriend-girlfriend for a long time, had spent a lot of nights together, but we'd never lived together. I'd read in a lot of places that getting married is a really poor idea until you've done that, spent days and nights and weeks and months together to the point that you each know all the other's faults and quirks and marriage, the final step, is no more than a speed bump in the road.Maybe that's right for a lot of people, but. She lifted her nightgown and taking her hands inside them, she pulled the panties out from her body. As she turned to go down to meet him, she felt naked without them. She was getting aroused and this made her a little naughty.Satish was pleased to see her. She looked radiant and the smile which she wore was a mischievous one. Satish could not stop himself from speaking out. He said 'You look beautiful Maam' as a passing comment.Anju beamed on hearing those words and in reply, said 'is it. "Oh baby, please stop," Kristina gasped begging softly. She was barely able to stand the exquisite pleasure. She had hold of his ears and was trying to push him away. Finally Hercules stopped leaving Kristina trying to catch her breath after having her cunt ravaged. He didn't move though and kept his nose up against her pulsing vagina. Kristina scratched his ears and rubbed her feet along his rib cage. She stiffened and screamed, "Hoooooooooooooooooo baby," when his tongue slipped through her.