Most of her journey south was on the back of pony-drawn traps and bicycle-drawn carriages. Only one stretch of her journey was by motor vehicle and th...at was along a stretch of private motorway between Milton Keynes and Hemel Hempstead. This was exhilarating for Eugenie whose only previous experience of motorised transport was when she'd ridden the bus between Melton Mowbray and Grantham. The motorway vehicles that sped at upwards of fifty kilometres an hour were for the exclusive use of. Alongside, her partner was still sleeping to get through the flight. Tori’s straight black hair was cut to just below the neck; her hazel eyes looked into mine as her red lips parted.“Thank you for inviting us,” she said in her soft Rhondda accent. “It makes a change to go abroad without the children. I’ve never been to Malta before.”“No problem,” I replied. “We’ll pick up the hire car, drop the bags at the apartment then I’ll show you all a good local pub.”Her hand reached across the aisle and. Harpreet looked at me and smiled. I pressed them and started sucking the nipples.From nipples now I move towards her deep navel and started kissing it and sucking it. Her hands were moving on my hairs and she was moaning loud. After navel, I kissed on her lower and felt the wetness of her pussy on lower. She was not wearing panty which I came to know when I removed her lower.She raised so that I can remove her lower and now she was all naked. I removed my clothes too and kissed her pussy which. I placed my right foot up on the toilet seat and hiked up my skirt until the dark tops of my black nylons were exposed. I leaned forward and started caressing the silken stocking around my calf. I knew that when he passed, my pale breasts and thighs would be in clear view. I heard him coming, but pretended not to notice as I fumbled with the clasp of my garter. My heart pounded as I realized that he wasn't passing, but coming directly my way. I kept fingers busy and felt my nipple suddenly slip.