Memorable Night Journey With Horny Milf Part 2
I was in a dilemma now and wondered was she doing it in her sleep or purposely. As wise men say, it’s difficult to read a woman’s mind. WOW, I thought, the night journey won’t be that bad now with a HOT MILF sitting next to me. I slowly clutched her whole breast in my palm and pressed it gently. I looked at her to see for reaction, saw her face flushed. She was biting her lower lip still closing her eyes feigning sleeping. I knew she was awake and was enjoying my hands on her breasts, while I was enjoying myself feeling her breast mound. Not wanting to miss this golden opportunity, I squeezed her right breast harder cupping it with my palm. Mamatha’s breasts were really big as I had imagined and I was not to take her whole breast in my palm. Now Mamatha gasped and moaned when I pressed her boob hard and turning towards me looked at me. I saw the lust in her eyes, lips shivering, and her eyes begging me not to stop. Looking straight into her eyes I pressed her breast even more as I got the green signal from the lady. Mamatha’s body shivered, lips opened and she was breathing hard. She looked around to see if anyone was awake, convinced everyone was sleeping, Mamatha dropped her saree pallu down on her thighs and bared her blouse cladded breasts to my hungry eyes. I was shocked at her daring and looked at her father-in-law in the next row who was sleeping lying his head on the seat and snoring heavily. Mamatha came close to my left ear and whispered,” Don’t worry about that old fool, he is drunk and won’t wake up till Bangalore. It has been 2 years somebody touched me, please touch me once again.” So after getting the license from her, I cupped her left breast and squeezed it harder. She moaned lightly not wanting to wake up the passengers in our front seat. Now boldly, I rested my left hand on her warm thighs. She slightly parted her legs showing no objections to my advances. I got encouraged and brought my right hand down from her breast, began pulling her saree up as she stared deep into my eyes. I lifted her saree up to her knees, placing it on her thighs, stroked her inner thighs gently. Now Mamatha leaned against me. I kissed her on the nape of her neck, my tongue licking her neck showing my intentions to her. She put her arms around me and hugged me tightly. I got bolder and brought my lips close to hers and kissed her on her lips tasting her saliva. Mamatha began kissed me back hungrily and down my fingers were running along her bare inner thighs. I pushed my tongue into her mouth, she accepted it and sucked it, and she tickled my tongue with her tongue. Then I removed my mouth from hers and kissed her earlobes. I moved my hands up her body, touching her breasts once again through the blouse, sliding my hands over her voluptuous breasts. Mamatha leaned forward and gently bit my neck. I pressed her erect nipple with my thumb and forefingers. I was desperate to see her breasts naked. So I tried to remove the top blouse hooks with one hand which were in the front. I couldn’t unhook it, in excitement I pulled it and the top hook came off. Mamatha quickly to my rescue. She fumbled with her blouse hooks and removed it one by one, exposing her bra. She pushed the blouse folds aside to reveal her bra completely. I slowly stroked the outline of her bra. My fingers moving from one side of her breast slowly to the other, pinching her hard nipples where it was butting out of the thin bra material. Mamatha was tense now. She quickly pulled out the shawl which was on her lap and wore it like a dupatta to hide her top, in case if any passengers woke up. Appreciating her presence of mind, I smiled at her. I moved fingers around the fleshy curves of her upper breasts which were floating out from the top of her bra cup. She breathed heavily into my ear, “Mmm, touch them, press them as you like.” Mamatha pressed herself closer to me. I moved my hand down and touched her hard nipple on the bra material and she gasped suddenly. I started massaging it gently, making it hard and more erect. Mamatha placed her right hand on my crotch where my cock had bulged against my pants. I let out a grunt of approval and firmly pinched her nipple. I slid my hand underneath her bra, covering her whole breast with my warm grasp. Mamatha stroked my cock more firmly, shocked on realizing how big my cock was inside my pants. I stroked her breasts more roughly, as she kissed my neck. Then I leaned against her body and pressed her back so that she lay stretched out on the seat. I bent down and pressed my mouth against her upper breasts. She sighed as I started nibbling and sucking at her deep cleavage. My tongue stretched out and I tickled her softly with it as I lifted her heavy big breast with my hand. I pressed my tongue against her hard nipple and she gasped in pleasure. I started licking it around the top of her bra. She squirmed, pulling her hand away from my cock and lifting her arms over her head, laying back and letting me tongue her breasts. As I licked, I reached behind her back and felt the hook of her bra, and unhooked it quickly. The bra dropped down. I pressed my lips down over her erected nipple, opening my mouth wide so I could take most of her large breast into my mouth. Mamatha moaned as I started tonguing her fleshy boobs. I licked quickly and hungrily. She arched her back, pressing my tongue against her nipple. Mamatha brought her hands to her bra and lifted her bra out of the way to give me more access to her treasures. I put my hand on her other breast and started massaging it, while I licked quickly it up and down. She spread her legs, opening them and slipping her feet over my left thigh. Mamatha lifted her breasts against my mouth. I stroked roughly, sucking it hard and easing my free hand back in between her open thighs. She sat up slowly, opening her legs wider so I could get my hands under her saree.