“It’s going to have to be a finger job. Ready?”Jane giggled her consent as Mary wet one finger firstin her own cunt then in JaneR...17;s. Then into Jane’s bumhole. “Well, I’ve got my finger half in and I can alreadyfeel it! Jesus! It’s a real torpedo poo!. PUSH! I’lltry and get this finger well in and help it out.”Jane really strained hard. Her whole body went rigidwith each heave. Mary now had her finger wedged alongside the long fatpoo in. Like the Exxon Valdez sank in your coffee cup." Oh, give me a break. Dunking is a time honored tradition. Some of history's most famous people have dunked." Yeah, with donuts maybe. I can't believe I live with someone uncouth enough to dip buttered raisin toast in his coffee." Not dip. Dunk." Whatever." How did the puppy hunt go?" Oh, shit. We really need to do something about this. Maybe set aside fifteen minutes to tell each other about our days. It went fine. Nobody told Laurie what was. I smiled at him and walked towards him. He looked a bit scared me walking towards him. I stood right in front of him.“She is hot, right?” I asked him, winking. He gave a dirty smirk. “Kya sir aap bhi?” he said, smiling.“The divorcee is a whore, you know, should I talk to her about you. She can take anyone’s cock inside her,” I pretended to be serious. He got surprised and put his head down in shy.“As you feel like, sir, talk to her,” he said, shying. I nodded my head and turned towards my bike. I had just finished putting the baggage in the trunk when she came out to show me her outfit. She asked if I liked it? When I looked up I could see right through the thin meteral. I asked if she was naked under it? She said of course and lifted the hem to show me her freshly shaved snatch. On the ride up she napped and while she did I eased up the hem of her dress so her pussy us out . I was enjoying the sneek peeks and so did a few long haul truck drivers. We rolled in at her folks place at.