Oh my God, his fingers were up inside me. They felt invasive, awkward and tight, he was pushing them deeper while he wriggled them. He curled his fing...rs and I felt the internal pressure as he began to withdraw them. Then he pushed them in again, making me whimper. He again curled them and drew them part way out, before pressing them in again. Oh God. No! I didn't want his fingers inside me, this was too much. I groaned and whimpered as I felt my nipple being squeezed hard while he. Jeanstarted to play again, this time with a banana shaped vibe, Steve wasbusy with his camera and Jean was lost somewhere in her dreams, shestarted to cum a couple of times then stopped and spread her pussy forus to see, she was soaking wet, I couldn’t help but dip a couple offingers in there and have a play, Jean concentrated the vibe on herclit, then I had one finger in her pussy and the other up her arse, Ithought I had spoilt the moment when she pulled my fingers out and toldSteve to lick. Dropped her son in the day care center and was going to drop my aunt to her office. On the way, there were few speed breakers. Whenever I applied brakes, her soft melons would kiss my back. It was too good. I used to enjoy. She was enjoying (I came to know this later). She used to keep her hands on my lap when I was riding the vehicle. Because of enjoyment, my tool started rising and at some point she felt that. She just squeezed my hard-on and I was really surprised. Then she told me, “Niks…. At last, exhausted, he feel into a snorting, snoring sleep. Emily slept very little however as, even in his sleep, his hands were roaming all over her.He was still snoring loudly the next morning when she peeked at the clock on the bedside table. 7:47 it read. Close enough! she thought as she silently eased his dirty fingernailed hands from her, crept from the bed and dressed.She had been anxiously waiting when the car finally pulled up to the curb at 8:11."Where were you? I was afraid he'd.