As her legs shook, she made fists with her hands. Angela came with explosive power. She fell forward onto the kitchen counter. Her body was weak...from the intense sensation or her orgasm. Mike grabbed onto her hips, steadying her. She began to catch her breath, and opened her eyes. She could still feel Mikes throbbing rod inside her. She placed her hand behind her, grabbed Mikes throbbing rod, and pulled it out. Angela spun around and got on her knees. She wrapped her lips. ‘In here.’ I reply. She comes through the door. ‘So?’ she asks ‘How did it go?’ ‘Terrible.’ ‘Was the clinic that bad?’ ‘I kept picturing you and Bertha together.’ ‘Bet that was hot.’ ‘Yeah, for Bertha.’ Lynn climbs into bed with me and lays her head in my lap. ‘So I elected to have the camera.’ ‘The what?’ I explain the whole lubricated process to her. ‘Dear God!’ ‘Yeah.’ ‘And the results?’ ‘Processing. Men take a little more time then ladies.’ For once. ‘Well sounds like you need some. To aunty ne kaha ye blouse mujse khul nai raha shayad atak gaya hai tum try kar ke nikal do na pls.to me jat se khada ho gaya jab me khada hua to bhul gaya ki mera lund 90 degree me hai aur aunty use dekh rahi hai .me jaise aunty ke nazdik gaya aunty ne mere lund ke taraf issara karte hue kaha ye kya hua to maine anjan banate hue kaha ye kya pata kyu aise bada ho jata hai aap chodiye ye sab me apka blouse utar deta hu. to maine aunty ka blouse jat se khol diya aur use dono mummey se dur kar. As we kiss, our tongues explore each others mouths, and everytime I moan I feel you smile. By now, I’m so wet that it’s dripping out of me, all over my inner thighs, on your knuckles and even down your wrist. ‘I don’t think it’s just my car that needs cleaning’ your lips say ever so quietly, your breath warming my lips. Taking my top off with one hand, you reveal me to the coldness of your car, and I throw my hips forward-trying to shuffle next to your warm body, causing me to push against.