My legs straightened, my feet pressing on the floorboard. My seat creaked.“Mrs. Alberts, yes!” I gasped.Her thumb rubbed at my clit. My naughty pu...sy clenched around her fingers. Sparks flared through my twat as she pumped them in and out of me. I groaned, my eyes squeezing shut. The back of my head thudded into the headrest.“Mrs. Alberts! Oh, you're so naughty!”“Mmm, you made me this way,” groaned the MILF. “If you weren't a lesbian, I'd take you into bed with my husband. I think about sharing. Then she pushed back until she was just at the edge of the bed And as she took my cock in her mouth, Ravi held his moms ass firmly and was guiding his cock between her legs when his cock first touched her pussy, I felt Aunty tense up a little bit and then she relaxed as he entered her fully. I loved her lips around my cock and I saw Ravi smiling at me. We finally managed to find a rhythm and Aunty quickly came as Ravi held her hips and pounded into her tight pussy. I couldn’t hold much longer. It’s impossible for there to be another person that is perfect for you in every way. None of us is perfect on our own, so to think that there might be one other person out there who fits every one of our own quirks and imperfections is just ridiculous.Fortunately, my girlfriend and I knew better than that. We didn’t have any illusions about story book romances or a suburban home with matching dish ware. We just knew that we were weird and fucked up in the same way, and that made it safe and fun. “Although the cost is certainly well above the going rate I can assure you the experience is well worth the asking price. If all you want is a quick, cheap, tumble there are ‘lift my skirt for a shilling’ whores a plenty in Covent Garden.”The cab driver, who had been sitting on the driver’s bench of the brougham, had got down and now swaggered over to us.“Come on, Lill, time is money, and you owe too much to be gabbing to this cove.” He gave her a vicious slap. “Get him in the cab and into your.