Oohh argh. Made me wet on the spot so I snuck off to get the book.On my way out I overheard Matt and Jeff talking about my backside and Matt had a pre...erence for bending me over and slapping it with his piece of wood. Jeff commented on the fact I was the same age as Tanya and Matt made a similar remark about bending his daughter over and smacking some of her attitude out.I scuttled away before I was late for the bus but I certainly had food for plenty of naughty thoughts for the day.The truck. Mauling the big breasts which I freed sometime back. This was the source of the moaning. I understood that my wife is in a mood and I too decided to play along. I lay back and put my hand back into the pajamas. I continued to push for reaching the pussy, and she would just not allow access. Then suddenly her legs parted……and my hand darted to her pussy……..which as really wet. Then I realized that ravi’s hands were roaming on her thighs over the pajama. I started rubbing the pussy juice all over. A few minutes later, caught up in the sauna-like comfort of the shower, Henry's ears perked up.Leaning his head out of the shower, Henry confirmed what he thought he had heard. The radio DJ was warning everyone to be on the watch for a fugitive from the authorities who had been spotted in the general area. All those in reclusive building were encouraged to alert authorities at the first sign of trouble. The man was armed and dangerous, of course.Returning to the comfort of the shower, Henry. We were fascinated and we wanted more.With our ears we took in sounds. We listened to words and the visceral onomatopoeia of passion. We listened to ideas and emotions. We listened to new languages. Some we understood and some we had to decipher. We listened with our ears and our bodies. We let the sounds flow over us. They came from the mouths of our lovers and from the world around us, and we let our own sounds emerge, meet, and mingle with them.Our noses treated us to the most raw of.