Hum totally ek dusre mai khoye huye the or bhut mast feeling aa rhi thi. Abhi hum door k pass hi khade the, fir maine use bathroom mai laike gya, hum ...oore bheege huye the. Maine uske kapde utarne shuru kiye. Uska kurta nd salwar utar di fir ab wo red colour ki bra nd panty mai thi. Uske badan pe wo red colour ke bra, panty bhut mast lagg rhe the. Bas dil kar rha tha uske sath esse hi sari zindagi gujar dun. Ab usko thand lagg rhi thi. Maine apne kpde b utare. Fr uske bra or panty b bhig chuke. By the way, the spare’s flat. “, he said. She looked up at him with a worried look. “I’ll use the air on the truck to fill it and wrap my hand up while I’m up there.” She took his hand and held it. She felt a pang of guilt for his injury and something else. She saw the blood glistening wet and bright red. It oozed and started to run down the side of his hand. He pulled back gently and placed it against his shirt again then reached into the trunk to finish removing the nut. Once done he. I grab her ass slide a finger under her G-string, but right on her tight asshole. I press like I'm going to shove my finger in her ass but then slip the string to the side. I start at her already swollen clit, stopping only long enough to push my tongue into her wet cunt. Then I continue until I'm actually tongue-fucking her butt. I can hear her moaning and I feel my neck get wet when one of her orgasms ends with her squirting. I back off, grip her hips and slowly but steadily push the engorged. It mattered not whether it was intentional. And that's the way it was with them. Every time they made love, it was a process of unintentional discovery.Last night, was the best ever. Every night that week, they'd revisited their little technique. Each time it got a little better. Each time there was something different about it. But every time Karen came, it was the same exquisite climax.A couple of those times Catherine was able to come, too. Normally she didn't get off easily when she was on.