Now she hugged me. I also hugged her. I bent down and put my mouth on her breast. I sucked wildly like baby goat milking from the mother goat while I ...as holding my two hands on her buttocks. Then I kissed her lips. I sucked her lips. But she was not active on that. She was not giving the lips properly. So I made her to lie on the bed and try to lick her pussy. The soap was not clearly gone from her pussy. The foam was there on her pussy hair. I licked her clits for that she giggled a lot.Then. The lady passenger in the back seatasked me if I can show the place and that she would ask the driver todrop me at my house. I agreed and sat next the driver. After the carstarted moving, I felt a strange smell and before I could turn my head,a cloth with a pungent smell was placed covering my nose and I passedout.When I woke up, I was in a strange room. I got up and sat in the bed.After a couple of minutes, I staggered to the door and tried to open itand saw the lady passenger sitting in the. For some reason though, I get the feeling that she has the same feeling too. She enjoys my presence very much, and it also explains the amount of body contact that we have. I know where her 'special spots' are like her neck, ears and sides. She even lets me gently caress them with my fingertips, and blow on them. I know it arouses her, and she's giving me permission to do it, so sometimes I even want to lean down and kiss her neck, but I never have the guts to.But anyhow, it was her birthday,. I cradled her face in my hands, relishing the closeness and and sweetness that grew quickly with passion. She lay down on the couch, stretching catlike with a demure smile on her tanned face. She tugged her shirt up over her soft belly; I ran my tongue down its length and planted feathery kisses in circles around the small indent of her navel. She gasped."No one has kissed my belly in fuckin' years," she said with a moan. "I forgot how much I love it." That is a goddamn crime, baby," I.