She made her way down the hall and into the kitchen. Once there, she got out the biggest wine glass she could find and filled it with her favorite red... wine. She quickly emptied the glass and filled it again. She took a deep breath and took a long slow sip. She spotted the bubbling hot tub, remembering she was going to soak while the clothes were washing. Forgetting the laundry, she took a few steps and dropped her robe on the kitchen floor, revealing a cherry-red bikini. It showed off her 44 DD. She felt both his hands grip the front of her burqa. And the next thing she felt was his hands yanking at the material and ripping it apart down the front, completely exposing her breasts. He then pulled her bra off with another hard tug, which caused her some pain. Fahima was shocked and excited by the ferocity that Donte was displaying and her cunt was dripping wet. Donte was looking at her fully exposed tits, admiring them openly, when she realized no one had ever seen them except her. Suddenly he removed didi’s pallu. And he was kissing and licking didi’s chest and pressing her boobs from above the saree.Didi took a moan and said” Ahhh.. mmm why in so hurry honey? He will be back at evening. We have so much time” and gave a naughty smile.Rakesh looked disappointed but kept playing with her sexy waist. He kneeled down, held her waist with both hands and moved his face close to her waist. He was rubbing his face with her belly and said “I love your waist so much jaan” and. The firm wet tongues probing and suction throwing shivers down your spine, I hear a “STOP”! “Nick Stop!” from those distant lands an slowly they fade away to a more pliant nature as slow movement is now made for the ever distant travel to the back of your neck, feeling your head flop forward, as a rag doll might, slow methodical small tiny relentless kisses to the back of your neck. My hand falls from your waist to your thigh, as the persistent kissing of you neck relentlessly continues my.