I couldn’t help myself, as I gently rubbed her mound. I slid my thumb down and probed her slit. Her body responded and soon she was dripping cunt ju...ce onto her thong. I stopped rubbing and smelled my fingers…delicious.I gently rolled her onto her back, edging one leg over the side of the bed. This gave me a better view of her cunt. I slowly pulled her thong to the side and slid my middle finger into her wet box. I continued to do this until her juices were soaking her thong. I pulled my finger. Carl walked toward her and whisked her around. He lifted her hair up and started kissing the length of the back her neck, he moved on to her cheek and back to her neck. Her clitoris was now in overdrive, pussy was dripping wet and she wanted him inside her. “Carl, what are you doing? Fuck me right now…please”. Carl didn’t listen. He was a stubborn mule at the best of times and he had a plan. Petra undid Carl’s flies and tried to unbutton his trousers. “Let me do it”, Carl whispered into Petra’s. Play with the nipples." Big. Fat. Like my mom's. Your nipples are as big as mom's " 'Big, fat like my mom's? Where did that come from? '"Pinch them... pull them a little." She liked that too. They used to get real hard when she was breast feeding Maria." 'What brought this on? This is crazy. What brought this on?' "Mine too... with Jess... Oh god... like that. Just like that... Twist them. Twist them harder..." How old is she? Your daughter." Oh... Oh... about your age... Good... more... you. With the few times I have rubbed her shoulders for her and taken a peek over her shoulders I could tell that she wore strapless bras as her breast needed no real support. My wife and I had met her in a large city to do some shopping for the weekend. Not knowing I would be coming, she only reserved on room at the hotel and this weekend several conventions were in town, so there were no more rooms. After shopping we stopped to eat and have a few drinks, and very few drinks as Donna was not a.