It was like seeing a soft core movie. By now Chintu had become used to Rekha and he was joking with her.His hands slipped to her ass and he was pressi...g it but not squeezing it.When the CD had stopped, Chintu went to play another CD.Alka came and asked Rekha almost whispering, "Should I tell him to slow down if you want? I think he just got carried away." No its okay. How many times should I tell you? I was only scared about your Bhaiya." Bhaiya won't know if no one tells him. Will he?". They laid out the rest of the day and fingered and sucked each other and Matt sucked her tits and licked and tongue fucked her pussy as she stroked his cock and sucked him another time. Neither could take their hands or mouth off each other. As evening came they got up and walked naked to the house and got in the shower together. They washed each other and stroked each other then went to the kitchen and had dinner naked. Neither wanted to waste time or sex with clothes. She liked stroking his. I looked at Claire's beautiful face as I continued to pump her. Mark had done an excellent job with her hair and makeup. I opened each lifeless eyelid so her brown eyes were now staring lifelessly into space. My lips kissed her cold, slightly parted cherry red lips. I was getting close to a climax and I increased the tempo of my thrusts and watched Claire's big tits jiggle with each thrust. My wife's dead cunt seemed to be grabbing my dick on each withdrawal. Oh; how wonderful it felt! With one. He had dug the hole for his pottery roughly two and a half feet deep and, in addition, had piled the extracted dirt around the edges – reasoning that the extra height would reflect back the heat even more as the pottery was fired. Throughout the afternoon, he continued to keep the small fire burning around the outer edge of the bottom of the hole in an attempt to keep his creations hot enough to dry all the water out of the clay, but not cause the water to convert to steam and explosively.