I was having problems in pressing her boobs, Monica (Bhabhi) realized and pressed the boob herself and I did the rest.I was now breast fucking her. It...was great. My cock head again had an itchy feeling. While boob fucking my cock was also touching her chin and I was invited to fuck her mouth. I made her half sleeping position with her back rested on the wall. I inserted my cock in her mouth. I was pushing hard in her mouth.It was not a blow job but a mouth fuck. I tried pushing my cock as much. " What?" I mean ...I think it would be two-faced to just say words you guyswant to hear; I ought to mean them, for the right reasons, ya know?"I think I could see the fury draining from Patricia's face."You ~are~ sorry?"I looked down and fidgeted with my fingernails. "How could I not be? If I had it to do over again ...I ...I don't knowif it would have made any difference; it seemed like whatever was wrongwith Carol started before our break up. But I didn't even try. I just...dumped her. . Mirrored sunglasses hid her eyes from mine. Was she checking out my package?"What makes your ride so special?" I knew from her sign, but I wanted her to say the obscured word, out loud.Her head nodded a bit, as if she was scanning me from head to toe. If she checked out my crotch, even the baggy one I wore, she would have seen that I had an erection. Her smile made me suspect she appreciated my physiological response to her exhibition. "My jet ski is a custom job. No seat. We ride standing. That's how you do it right? He only gets a mark in the book the first time?" It is your book so you get to do it anyway that you want. I do it the way I do it because when I finally show it to Jake I want him to see how many it was and not how many times they did it." I guess that makes sense. I guess if I marked down each time I'd go through the book in a hurry."She was about to tell Marci to buy more books when her cell phone went off and she got it out of her purse. It was Dan telling her.