“To what do I owe the pleasure?”“I really need to talk to you,” said the English teacher.Kat looked around quickly to be sure that no one was ...home, then grabbed a sparkling water from the fridge and sat down at the kitchen table.“What about?” asked Kat in as neutral a tone as she could manage.“Well... about what we were talking about the other day. I can’t stop thinking about it. In fact I can’t think about anything else.”With that Sara Valentine breathed a big sigh of relief. Getting it off. There were no patches of white to mar the even expanse of tawny shin; Trish sunbathed in the buff. Her firm, voluptuous breasts stood like matched mountains demanding conquest, their berry-sized crests already hard and quivering with anticipation.They began to kiss, filling each other's mouths with their wet tongues. His hot hands were on her breasts, stroking them, pinching the nipples between his thumb and forefinger. She arched her back, offering him her luscious breasts to do with as he. "I walked over to the service desk and checked the schedule. "What do you need?" After what happened the other night I want all the wheels looked at so a bearing pack and a trailer tune up, but I need the trailer back by tomorrow afternoon." I can slip you in, but I can't promise it for any earlier than close of business tomorrow." That will work. As long as I'm on the road by seven Saturday morning I'll be okay. How is your personal schedule?" I can probably slip you in." What a coincidence.. This sent Karen over the top. Anal was always a no no with her no matter how hard I tried. Now it had the effect of her biggest orgasm id seen for a long time. “stop it stop it stop it not my arse!” But it was too late, with a finger up there and that dildo up her pussy Karen was screaming in ecstasy. By now hours had gone by and every one was looking exhausted. The men got themselves some beers while Karen recovered on the bed . She had cleaned herself up and was drinking a glass of wine. I.