I like it."Don felt her body flinch slightly as he pressed between her legs, but when he ran his middle finger along the cleft of her pussy, she seeme... to relax a little. Slowly, back and forth, he moved his hand through the thin silken hair as his middle finger gradually worked its way farther and farther into her narrow sex slit. He felt her body relax even more and his finger pushed in between the pink, moist inner opening of her pussy.Mary leaned her head back against the couch and closed. Every Friday night, every Saturday night, and one time on a Sunday afternoon, we managed to meet somewhere to jump each other's bones. I ate her out, she gave me head, I fucked her or she fucked me. But there was no feeling of affection there, no inclinations of romantic attachment, no murmurs of love afterward from me. Animal instinct took over as soon as I felt her tits, or she shoved her hand down my jeans, and we just let it happen. The only time any real emotion was shown was one Saturday. He knew why Alisha was smashing her phone. “You can sleep inside one of these cars. We will handle things in the morning,” he said.They were rivals from their high school days. There was always a kind of competition between them. Dev switched off the lights in the garage and took out a small torch. “Don’t want people to know there is someone inside the garage,” he said.They sat on the wide bonnet of a luxury sedan parked at the center. Light from the street lamps seeped into the garage through. “You forgot about me? Cannot take your eyes off your stepmom? Haha,” I got a text from her as I was staring at my stepmom’s huge ass. Her saari had moved a little upwards, and I could see her milky white calf. It was so fleshy that I could not control myself and rubbed my bulge from the trouser.“Haha, yes. She is so hot. I had never looked at her this way.” I replied as I held my cock from the trouser and stroked slowly. “I am rubbing my cock looking at my stepmom’s ass, haha.” I texted her as.