She was leaning across our shoulders and balancing herself on the arm of my chair. I reached through her legs, grabbed her ass cheek. She was hot and ...et through layers of denim and cotton. Sam’s hand had Max’s other cheek.“No, stay. Hold her up.” I kept Sam on her knees as I climbed to my feet. I straddled Max’s foot. Her bare toes tickled the instep of my sock. I gave her a spank to hold her ass and drag my looped-under hand deeper into the valley of her thighs.“Look at her go!” Alex. Her boobs which were bulging and big in the first place (I already said she looked exactly like Sharmilee before her marriage) had swelled out even more with her milk.I couldn’t believe my good fortune when Poulimi told me that she had planned out this little adventure which would serve two purposes, giving her young sisters practical lessons in sex, while she herself would be able to satisfy her suppressed sexual desires.I went over to Poulimi and grabbed her and started kissing her allover. How have we not caught this guy yet?’ ‘Don’t we all. So I don’t get it did I make you gay or was it in you all along?’ ‘Oh shut up you dick. It was probably cause you snore and smell funny.’ ‘Just smoke some more killer. Before you go crazy and actually kill somebody again.’ ‘Tell me about it. I strangled the fuck out of that crack head. I am never going cold turkey again.’ ‘So how did you get through that anyway?’ ‘Lots of sex and alcohol.’ ‘Now that mention it you did come in borderline drunk. She squirts so much that she carries an extra pair of underwear everywhere she goes.Well any way, my wife started to squirt. When the couple a row ahead and to the right noticed her light panting. They both looked back over their left shoulders saw her. My wife got even more turned on. She squirted all over my hand and the seat and I could hear it hitting the floor as it puddled. The couple stood up and walked to the end of the row, and almost when I thought they would be walking out…”Oh Shit!”.