" More. All over my butt. Please."The "Please" sounded almost desperate. I poured out more lotion, this time directly on her backside. I used two hand...s to make sure both cheeks were completely covered. Just to make sure, I did it again.Les had both hands at her sides. She lifted both up and pulled her cheeks apart. "More." Her voice sounded primal. The hands fell down to rest against her sides.I dribbled lotion down the middle of her butt. She whimpered. I kept dribbling.When I felt there was. She pushed her tongue into my mouth and exchanged our saliva. Our tongues were were wrestling inside my mouth. I slowly reached for her breast, and started caressing it feeling her nipple. We both were sweating through every pore on our bodies. I usually hold a fetish for women sweat and that instinct made me to lick her neck tasting the sweat drops that trickled down her cheek into her neck. I made her to lift her arm up exposing her sweaty armpit and put my nose onto it and took a deep breath. Usi time meri nazar uski gand par padi, kya gand thi uski man ker rha tha ke abhi lund ghusa du apna main uski gand ki taraf dekh hi rha tha ke usne muje dekh lia aur boli bhai kya dekh rha he maine apne aap ko smbala aur bola kuch nhi bas teri body shape ko dekh rha hu kafi badi ho gyi he tu.Itna bolte hi wo sharma gyi aur thodi der me 2 cup tea leker aa gyi. Aur muje chae di.Wo mere side me hi baithi thi main bhi uuski side dekhne lag gya. Wo boli bhai aise kya dekh rha he main teri sister. Christ! It isn't like we were having a difference of opinion about correct semantics or something. The girl was dead as a direct result of Walter driving while drunk, and flipping my truck over, on a road where no one else was driving.How did he expect to distance himself from the responsibility for that? I realized that the loss of my truck wasn't the most important thing here, that the death of that girl was. Still, fucking Walter, would have to pay for both."Jimmy and I were fucking Carla.