She put my fingers in her mouth and sucked off her juices, savoring every drop. “I love the taste of my pussy honey. Her breathing started to get ba...k to normal as she looked closely at my fingers. “I see that you keep your fingernails short.” as she smiled at me. “As you can see my pussy really gets well lubricated and I’m going to ask you to do something to me that I haven’t done since before I got pregnant. But if you don’t want to do it I’ll understand.” Oh god, I was starting to get. She lifted my head and we kissed passionately. We kissed like teenagers and rubbed our bodies against each other, groping at each other's pussies and breasts and nipples and asses and hips and thighs and clits and tits. I was soaked right through my panties so when she stuck her hand underneath them and started caressing my stiff wet throbbing clit, I came almost instantly. I was on fire! I kissed her harder. She rubbed my tits and started sucking on them; I was still soaked and still horny for. Aur wo bhi bataya ki wo married he to ku6 friendship karne ki soch rahe ho to wo na soche, mene ok kaha aur fir use thode que pu6e kit um kaha ki rehne wali ho aur kya karti ho. Abhi wo ku6 aur bataaye tabhi usne apna phone switched off kar diya. Fir mene 3-4 baar try ki par ku6 ho na saka so me bhi so gaya. Subah jab me utha to mene dekha ki uske msgs the, to mene wo padhe to likha tha ki uske husband aa gaye the badroom me so mobile bandh karna pada. Aur fir mene der raat ko tumko msg kiya. When she had been atop of Amélie, her knee pressing between her thighs, she had felt something… Pretty distinct...While Lena stood, resting on the sill, sipping her drink and turning over her own thoughts Amélie was sat at a breakfast bar, a cup of coffee at her elbow which rested on the countertop, her palm supporting her chin as her other hand lazily flicked a page on an old book, the sound of gentle classical music being interrupted eventually only by the recognisable sound of her shower.