I continued to stroke her first slowly then wildly.. she was breathing heavily and enjoying the pleasure.We switched position to doggy style. I was ra...ming her pussy wildly she was crying and moaning with pain. After few stroke, we again switched positionNow i was sitting with my back leaning backward. She sat on my thighs and gently push my dick in her pussy with her hand. Now her boobs were facing me..i just close my eyes and started to lick those boobs and pound her pussy. Her boobs moving. We laughed until our sides hurt, rolling around like puppies on the couch. “Oh, shit! I haven’t had this much fun in years.” Karen said, wiping her eyes from the laughter. We need to calm down; I scolded her with a drunken smile. “And you need to stop belching like a truck driver or I might die, right here laying on you,” she warned. I instinctively rubbed the back of her soft Christmas sweater. Chapter 2: Breaking new ground“Want to watch a movie?” she asked still laughing, as she wrenched. But she found she couldn’t resist, it was like Mother Nature herself knew she needed the release. The first time she felt so embarrassed she actually stayed away for three straight days. But after three straight conversations with her Mom drove her back to slip out, it was the draw of this place that brought her back time and time again.Without realizing it, she touched her breasts, cupping them, squeezing them as she felt her nipples stiffen through her thin tee-shirt. She only wore a bra when. Plus I have feelings Curt will go ballistic if the police calls him and tells him you have wrecked his mustang while driving drunk .”Oh god I was not even thinking of Curt.” Please Mr. James I will do anything’s, let’s just work it out without the police ””You will do anything? I nodded without thinking, “ yes anything just don’t tell Curt of call the police”Smiling Mr. James told his wife to get into the mustang and follow us home . She asked him what he was up to but he ordered her to just do.