It then slowly ran down her chin as she knelt their on the floor worn out. Chris help my wife back up as he took her into the bathroom to get cleaned ...up. A few seconds later I heard the shower go on as I went to investigate. I peaked into the bathroom and watched my wife and Chris kissing each other while the warm water poured over each of their bodies. A few minutes later a heard my wife cry out again as I again looked into the bathroom. My wife had her hands plastered to the shower wall as. I pulled her to me and moaned when I slid down her warm, wet, tight throat. Bianca worked her tongue on my cock’s shaft as she licked the tip of it over my balls. “Stop,” I snarled, and pulled my cock out of her mouth. I led Bianca by a fist full of her hair to my bedroom. I forced her to crawl on her hands and knees beside me. When I reached my bed, I pushed her face into the mattress. Bianca grabbed at the covers with both hands and braced herself for whatever wretched and vile act I was. Nadezhda's crotch burned with a craving that Beatrice's tongue, fingers and lips didn't so much quench but rather enflamed further. Despite the urgency of their shared passion, Nadezhda was aware of how unusually urgent Beatrice's lovemaking was. It burned with intensity but was somehow also tinged with regret. Nadezhda speculated on whether the stress of the last week or so might have taken a toll on her lover."What's troubling you?" Nadezhda asked when the two women paused and she could at. ” Sambhu asked with surprise “why?” Simi felt ashamed and said “nahi, muje sarm aati hai” Sambhu asked again “bolo na, mujse bi kya sarmana”. Simi reluctantly said “meri saheli bata rahi thi ki ladke log bahut dard dete hain”. Sambhu curiously asked “kaisa dard?” Simi hide her face with her palms and said “nahi , muje sarm aati hai”. Sambhu was curious to listen to such childish talks from Simi. So he insisted to tell frankly. Then Simi shyly said “ wo paheli baar jab koi…to bahut dard karta.