He was just waiting for her to say that, he came closer to her and started to dust the flour off her. He said, "you clean the kitchen, let me clean yo... my good girl." Zeenat was washing utensils in the sink, and he was touching her all over and dusting off the flour. He started with the side of her legs, and then moved on to her hips. He took his time patting her hips properly till he dusted them off (lots of casual touching). Zeenat was super aroused, hence tried to diffuse the sexual tension. A naughty idea flitted through Violet’s mind.“Now this will make a great story. Who doesn’t like a top being a tease?”“What?”Violet’s face flushed bright red. She didn’t mean to say that part out loud.While soaking together in the tub, Violet deviously placed her index finger on the outside of Alice's sphincter. Slowly and being careful not to penetrate, she circled her fingers around her partner’s puckered butthole.“Wh-what are you doing?”“You have the most sensitive asshole I’ve ever. I left her breast and moved for a few more ever-deepening and longer kisses, and totally removed her shirt and bra as she sat up.She removed my t-shirt and dropped it to the floor, pushed me back on the couch slithered onto me for more kisses. She pulled herself real close and held me tight as she straddled one of my legs. All talking had now stopped and was replaced by ever heavier breathing. We both need oxygen for what was to come.She kissed me firmly and was slowly dry humping the leg she. Same crap as the regular world. These sounds are ugly when a female isn’t present. I wince at the thought of these old bastards lip smacking each other. Disgusting. As Stevie said, the action is heating up.A few errant hands brush against my crotch and ass as I continue to work through the maze. Kind of, ‘excuse me for touching, but these hallways are extremely narrow’. I wanted to drill some of these bastards. All of these bastards. Probably not the right place to do it. Definitely, me against.