Maya ran, staggering through the crowded house; in her panic not registering the disheveled condition of her clothing or the stares and laughs that fo...lowed her progress. She never stopped running until she had covered the three blocks to her house and slid through the back door, locking it behind her. Just as she caught her breath, the bright kitchen light came on and Maya saw her father standing in the doorway with a stern look on his face as he took in her condition. Two steps brought him to. “Another twenty minutes and it’ll be ready,” she said to herself, while giving the sweet potatoes a quick stir. Her husband Hank would be home any minute now, and as was her custom, she always had a hearty meal waiting for him on the table. Even after five years of marriage, Apolonia still got a thrill when her husband entered a room, and she often wondered how many wives could say that!?! Being a good Catholic girl of strict Italian parents, everyone was shocked when she up and married Hank, a. A room got empty after 5 minutes of waiting. We took that time to grope and kiss and touch each other even more. My panties surely had a wet spot by now. Rajiv also was running his hands over my panties feeling my wet pussy spots on the panty. He had this grin on his face that I wanted to wipe off, but I needed that brown piece of cock so bad. As soon as the room was empty, we both were in the room, on the bed, the door just shut, not locked. Rajiv was tearing his clothes off as I hit the bed.. Some was clearly cum whilst some was sweat. Lots of both.She was lying on her back on the bare ground with her legs still sluttily spread and her forearm covering her face. Grass and dirt were stuck all over the dampness to her skin. Gently and affectionately I helped her to her feet and back into the car. The only thing I had to clean and dry the cum and dirt from her body was the red woolen dress she had arrived in but it meant she had to sit naked in the passanger seat for the drive home.I.