Who could blame him? But something she said, and the way that she’d said it rang an alarm bell in the back of his mind. With the soft warmth of her ...wonderful breasts in his hands, it was difficult to concentrate, but he remembered that he’d used those exact words earlier in the café, when he’d talked about what he wanted. She’d seemed like she’d been in a trance of some kind, so what if she had been in a trance somehow? Could she have been hypnotised? At that moment Crystal fell to her knees. “Shall we get some lunch from the falafel stand?”“Yes, but I could do without the «frieten»,” I said. “Even with my morning exercise and all this walking, I’m not getting enough exercise to eat that many potatoes!”I stood up, and extended my hand, Karla took it and I helped her up. We walked hand-in-hand to the falafel stand and I bought our sandwiches and drinks. We went back to the grassy area and sat down to eat. I thought about the situation, and realized there were some interesting. The delighted feeling about her sister’s reformation went straight to her pussy and made it tingle. She knew she would have an instant orgasm if she touched her clit but she restrained herself from doing it. She wanted her next climax to wash over her with Todd fucking her ass again. She was craving it badly but first Carol had to be satisfied. However, what she had accomplished for Carol wasn’t the only reason why she was so content with herself. A great deal of satisfaction concerned the. I knew under her dressing gown she would be naked and although in her late thirties she still had the body our daughters would be proud of."Mmm, that feel so nice," she sighed and she moved her legs slightly nearer so that I could get at them better.Slowly, up and up her thigh I went and just as I got near the top, her legs opened, just a bit, to allow me access. In all our twenty years of marriage she had never encouraged me like this before. My hand found her sopping pussy and I slid two.