The noises of their bodies slapping into each other and the groans of pleasure were spellbinding. I had never watched two people in the throes of pass...on before and my arousal levels soared to new heights. I hadn't given a thought to Jill but she nudged me and smiled at me while lasciviously licking her lips. I was about to turn away feeling a little shamefaced at being caught with such an ardent look on my face when I felt a hand on my stiff cock. Looking back at Jill, she leaned into my and. Her orgasm was so intense her knees buckled and she slid down the shower wall. After, while drying off she found she still could not get that image out of her head. She again slipped her fingers to her special spot to coax out another climax yet to no avail as she still had her uncle on her mind. There was only one cure for this itch and she left the bathroom naked with a determination that even surprised her.She stood in the doorway, still naked watching her uncle sleep. She started to. Physically, there was very little similarity, at least at first glance. Jane, Brad’s wife, was a hot Latin-America beauty, with a rich dark complexion like a natural tan, about the color of a light cocoa. Her hair was very dark brown, almost black, and cut to shoulder length. Her pussy was topped by a thick, bushy patch of very dark and inviting fur. Wendy, on the other hand, was very tall and curvaceous, had a pale, creamy, almost milky, white complexion, and long blonde hair that swirled. I was standing still with one hand holding the bus rod & my hand bag slung on my shoulder. The shoulder proved to be a very good camouflage for our actions.He started mauling my butt cheeks with his right hand. Then he started something which was completely new to my body. He dropped his handkerchief on the floor and knelt down to pick it up. The bus was still crowded but still relatively free for our activities & my young lover was taking full advantage of it. While picking up his.