My middle finger started encircling, grinding, and caressing the clitoris.She was moaning very quietly with popped-out eyes. I switched the middle fin...er with the thumb to continue caressing her clitoris. I pressed her clitoris hard and pushed my middle finger inside her pussy. She gasped with a huge ‘Ah’ while my middle finger progressed through her warm wet tight pussy hole.My fingers touched the G-spot inside her pussy. My lips jumped onto her honey-filled sweet lips, holding her from. How we get round my mother and Rachael I am not sure. Mind you Rachael is eighteen now she might want to copy her big sister but my Mum. Oh dear, this is going to be interesting.”“You may get a surprise before it happened I would have thought my mother would be horrified but she jumped at the chance. I think young people don't consider that when you get older you don't forget about sex.”“I don't even want to think about it. I have just realised we are chatting as if we were friends not you. I thought about baseball, about how I was cheating on my wife, about castration, but nothing helped. I came after about thirty seconds, Pallavi crying out underneath me about how great it felt. After I had cum Pallavi told me not to pull out.She flipped us over so she was on top, my still hard – but growing limp – lund inside of her. I was right, wasn’t I. Now what are you going to do.” Pallavi pulled my hands up to her choochiyaan, her erect nipples under my finger tips. “I’m coming to your. And I have more things to share with you. We can make it a tradition.”Kim said, “That works. You certainly have a lot of secrets, John.”I said, “Yep, and you can’t distract me with claims of not wearing underwear this time, I know better already.”She said, “Well, you know there is a bra anyway. You’re making assumptions about facts not in evidence yet. That can get you into trouble, you know.”I laughed and said, “I’ll go one better and wager that not only are you wearing panties but that they.