I could now see her white back with only the black bra . I moved my hands over her back towards the hook .Lakshmi by now had closed her eyes and my bulge was poking her ass crack hard.I opened her back and moved both hands on her back to see if she says stop . No response . One hand started to move on her hip towards her stomach and suddenly she held my hand . I thought that’s it and started taking my hand and whispered in her ear sorry I lost my control ,to which she replied it tickles no need to be sorry …Is there a better green signal ? I moved my hands again inside her top from back and touched her navel and made circles there .At the same time planed a kiss on her neck and started slowly sucking her neck . Other hand started to move up and cupped her bra .She left a small moan and we could not hold it more . I turned her around and kissed her fore head , eyes cheeks and finally her big lips . Within few mins we had moved on from gentle kiss to a passionate kiss and we were. There were even reflections overhead.The funny thing is that I couldn't spot the mirrors. It was as though the very surface of air itself reflected and multiplied the images. And just as each next one ahead of us seemed about to crash into us it would merge as though driving through a mirror, although there seemed to be no actual surface there.I had to very carefully navigate us across using the Map to keep from getting distracted or lost.Then there was the segment where, instead of driving out onto solid road, we were suddenly on a white, fluffy cloud.I panicked for a moment, even as I watched other clouds drifting back and forth transporting other Highway travelers in regimented formations. Looking over the edge downwards only showed thousands of feet of empty air above a verdant surface.It wouldn't have been so bad if I'd been on foot, but Sally weighs in at a tad over three thousand pounds — not that I'd ever mention a lady's weight publicly — and that's not counting my own one.
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