‘I’m just not used to … I mean … I haven’t …’ ‘You have never heard your parents making love?’ Eleanor asked curiously. ‘No, I do...’t think so. Do you think they still … you know … do it?’ Julie asked, wide eyed. Eleanor laughed aloud, a genuine deep laugh. She stopped and looked at Julie with her soft grey eyes and a knowing smile. ‘I happen to know your mother and father are still very much in love. I know that they make love regularly and I know this because your mother has told me so.’ she. He was plunging in and out, twisting a bit as if to increase the contact. She was surging upward to meet his penetrating cock as it was thrust deeply into her. At the climax he ejaculated and they ground their pubic bones against each other, making the moment of orgasm last. Frank sagged down on her and lay there for a moment or so as he recovered from his exertions, finally pulling up, lightly kissing her before rolling off to lie beside her. They relaxed together, lowering their heart rates. I didn't bring such a large one with me for no good reason, you know."She playfully slipped off the counter, straightening her dress, and then moved into one of the toilet stalls, fetching a few tissues and cleaning herself up. I shook the strap-on dry then stiffened as I felt her hands on the back of my thighs, my legs parting willing at her touch. The tip of her tongue ran over my closed pussy lips, gently working its way between them, eagerly lapping up the juices that spilled from me at. She started talking about Shruthi but my whole concentration was on her milky white boobs dangling in front of me through the cleavage.She noticed and asked me why I was staring at her. I told her she was looking stunning today as I have never seen her in a saree. She laughs it off and we started discussing the party.She started lightly touching me on my thigh and bending in front of me, to point something out which was showing more of her cleavage. Seeing all this my impulses were taking over.