Main kuch karna nhi chati thi bus aise maze leti thi kyunki isi may mujhe maaza aajata tha dosto aap toh jaante ho ek oorat ki pyass kitni khatar naak... hoti hai. Dheere dheere hum or close hue or main usi say apne liye whisper mangana shuru ho gai or boll deti ye back wala bra bhi kharab ho gaya kauuve beat kar ge ye gada safeed daag chod gae bata kya kru..Kabhi kabhi main apna muut karke us may chod deti panty bhigi hui hoti or wo chhat tha use paglo ki tarha esi he chalta raha or mujhe pata he. I strap up pull Sam up on all fours and rub my cock up and down her crack as she buries her head between Karen's legs. Sam couldn't take it anymore and guides my dick inside her and she starts thrusting back hard on me. All I can hear is the moans of both women in heaven. Karen reaches under the pillow and pulls out a dildo and tells me to get stick it in Sam's ass, she loves being filled up. With out asking anymore questions, I grab it and the lube and slowly start working dildo into her ass.. She felt that rising heat, that electric feeling arcing across her skin. She feverishly imagined her son kneeling before her spread legs and feasting on her pussy. Yes, that's what she needed. She needed her clitoris sucked and swallowed and worshipped. Her husband was useless in bed. Her son was eager to show her how much he could do. No. What was she thinking? Her horny, fog filled mind was conjuring up terrible images and rebelling against her normal, down to earth self. She needed to come. There is not even any foreplay required. He could just shove it in me and fuck me. Please!’ I was dumbfounded. My husband Dave fucks her while I watch? ‘I don’t know what to say. I mean, a friend in need and all that, but this could cause trouble.’ ‘If Rick ever found out, what do you think he would do? He may not be adventurous about sex, but I bet he would be furious.’ Carolyn had obviously given this some thought. She suggested that if Dave could call in sick or just take a day off, we could.