I reclined my seat even further and made her lean on to me and her hair fell over my face. It was a perfect cover from the sun outside although I had ...tinted glasses. Her hair over my face made it a night time and I only cud taste sugar in my mouth, I realized my hands were holding her from her back, and I brought my hands to lift her face in my hands. We kept kissing and now licking n playing with tongues (we both had read enough literature on erotica it seemed). About ten min or so into our. I groaned In pleasure and collapsed to the floor feeling the pleasure overcome me. Something was wrong, I never felt like this before when I masturbated. My head was cloudy, my body was heating up and I felt like I would pass out. I slowly lifted my top and began rubbing my breast furiously. I pinched at my nipples and played with them until they were painfully erect. I slowly lifted my breast up and kissed the tip of my nipple. I moaned to myself and began sucking it furiously. My eyes were. Despite her own back door pleasures, Jen has yet to reciprocate in any way. I have tried to be patient and wait until she offers or makes a move on her own, but my ass is lonely and needs fun too! With the in-law "credit" and a wonderful date night now in the bank, I decide to cash in."Hmmm...." Jen twirls her bright red locks while pondering the suggestion. "You mean, like fuck you with it?"The question sends shock waves through my extremities, culminating in a slight buzz at the head of my. ”I do believe her. More than that, she seems someone I can trust with more personal observations. “I wouldn’t want to stop. Not now. It’s like a voyage of discovery.”“Yes,” Sandra agrees. “I know what you mean, and I’d like to help you with that voyage. It’s of benefit to us too.”This all sounds very businesslike, but I feel a familiar tingle. Something’s afoot; something dirty, something risky, something no respectable woman would get involved in. “What kind of help?” I say, trying not to.