He smooths his hands down to my waist continuing to suck on my aching breasts then further on down hooking his fingers into the waistband of my pantie..., pulling them down just a little and he kisses me softly just at the start of my fuzzy hair. I am distracted by his wife who is now on one of the seats, her skirt is pulled up, one of her legs is hooked over the arm of the chair and she is rubbing her bald clit like crazy watching her husband fawning over me. See, we all need help with our lust. He smiled looking through his rear view mirror. Some he said. He seemed a bit embarrassed as mum was joining in on the conversation too. I sat up forward in the middle and came out with it, mum I think his checking you out, she laughed and Mohammed started denying it with a smile on his face, no, no I’m checking my mirrors. We all laughed and I teased, mum I know his game. Mum being cool laughed with us, are you sure Mohammed she said. In his broken English he replied honest I’m not. Mum could. More

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