Laura easily remembered the way to Peter's house, and she turned into the yard not knowing whether she hoped someone saw her going into such an import...nt place or hoped no one saw her because she understood now that playing with Pete was going to make of her a social oddity in her family and among her relatives. They would all stop making fun of her boyish interests and start to talk to her like a human being, and she didn't know if she could take that notoriety. There was a price to fame that. This went on for a little while maybe ten or twenty minutes i could now feel the dampness of her pussy on my pants, I pulled back and slide my right hand back down her body and slid it into her pants and felt the heat of her lips the second my hand entered i moved my hand down more and found her clit through her thong i teased it just a little before i said fuck it and moved them out of my way they were soaked at this point and her pussy was more then well lubricated my finger slid right up and. . here we are.’ ‘Here we are. And here’s my tongue.’ she said, grabbing my head and pulling me into a full French kiss. Her tongue invaded my mouth, searching for its counterpart and playing with it. I kissed her back, still surprised. One of her hands slipped from my head and reached down to her jacket to unbutton it. ‘God it’s hot in here,’ she whispered between kisses, starting to unbutton her blouse. ‘And whose fault is that?’ She giggled and finished unbuttoning her blouse. I got a glimpse. I knew that it would take little more for her to favor our unseen audiencewith an orgasm. Reaching down, I jammed a finger into the wetness insideof her, while my other hand abandoned nipple for clitoris. Her breastsjiggled forcefully under the movements of my hands between her legs. Mywife was a portrait of lust in cream and coral colors, all curves andsoftness and desperate motion, straining toward the inevitable explosion ofpleasure deep within her hips. Suddenly, she came. A gasp was.