Me to sit down and spread my legs, dipping her tongue into my wetness and bringing her wet fingers up to me to lick. God I tasted good. Her tongue kep...t working me, she took my hand and guided it to my clit. I was not sure at first but then used my middle finger to circle my clit. As I did this, she inserted a finger tilting it up towards my belly button, it felt amazing. God that hits the spot, not even my husband cant do that. Oh no, my husband, I completely forgot. She sensed my anxiety and. He got the hang of measuring at least twice before we cut once. Then when we started bending he learned to measure to the inner angle so it would be accurate. As we went along, I called out the number of the part so he would remember to number each piece and the significance of numbering the pieces. We cleaned up all the ends, setting up the stands, and tacking the front end first, followed by the rear, and finally the cage.It took us an hour to re-measure every thing as something was out of. Kuch galat hua to m pregnant ho gyi to.A- kuch nhi hoga m hun na tum bs mujh pr vishwas kro. I love u jaan. .Fir m uska kurta uthane lga wo mna krti rhi pr apni gand utha kr kurta utarne diya.. Usne sameej phni thi.Ander bra nhi thi.Uski dhadkan bahut tez chal rhi thi.. Exitement s uska bdan kaanp rha tha.. Mne uski peeth ko chuma uske bobe sameej k upr s hi dabaye wo puri madhosh thi ankhen band. Mne uski sameej bhi khol di.Uff kya kayamat bobe the ek dum tight uthe hue choti choti brownish. I could only nod. He continued on and repeated the showing on the way in. I at least got the satisfaction of seeing his bulge grow as he slip past undoubtably looking down my shirt which i had made sure was as open as possible. We finally were ready to take off at which point i pulled the blanket over me and settled back. It was only then that i remembered my poor husband sitting in the back. I wondered briefly if he had seen anything but decided probably not. Pete pulled a blanket over himself.