Or hum sofay pay beth gay.or wo apni phudi ko baray tareeky Sy mery lun py set ker k goud may ebth gai or ab us k kamar meri taraf thi or may pichy sy... us ki mamay paker k sath sath daba raha tha or wo ahista ahista lun phudi may dalty hoi lun ko press kerti hoi beth rahi thi.kher ab tak mera lun pora phudi may chala giya tha or ab robina nay ahista ahista jump kerna chalo kia. Thori dare k baad jab phudi nay paani chur diya tu lun bari asan sy ander bahir ho raha tha or robina bari sexy awazen. Just to see how many different 'flavors' you can pick up on." Oh, and no peeking in folks heads, young Lady," he said with the patented grin making its appearance again."I'll be able to read minds?!" Ella practically shouted. Then whispered like a church mouse, "Michael, that's sooo scary." Well, again, it's complicated. But what you will be able to read is their 'intent'. Which most of the time is better than reading minds, because folks think such crazy stuff," Mike said, soothing her. "Let's. Now that my eyes had accustomed themselves to the bright light I could see see that she was an attractive red head in a brightly coloured floral beach wrap. She was just pushing down her sunglasses so that she could look over them, and in spite of my rudeness, she was still smiling at me. I suppose women don't take a man's anger quite as seriously when he has no pants on. "This is MY island!" I insisted, not to be easily placated by her, admittedly appealing, smile. "I'm afraid not," she. My fanny. Two hits and I am not a fan. It gets the bone. It feels like a waxing removal sensation. I think, I will endure this but tell him later, I don’t like that. A familiar friend pops in. His fingers begin to temper my stinging flesh with a warm afterglow of familiarity. I like being fingered. First, in a probing searching gentleness and then the manly thrust of lust. It makes me purr and moan and ache for his cock. He steers my hand to his throbbing cock to assure me that it is covered.