Jasmine’s tongue flicking quickly from side to side over my clitoris was simply too much for me and I let go of her hair, threw my arms back over my... head, arched my back and held my breath one last time. That was when I felt it, and I couldn’t help but close my legs and lock Jasmine’s head in a vice grip.The cry that filled the house was my own, a wild a****l-like cry that I could not have held in had I wanted to. The pleasure, the intensity of the orgasm was just too great. My butt was off the. She said: Rupa, you have very good breasts and your husband is very lucky. and moved to back of Rupali and cupped her big breasts from back. Rupali laughed and resisted but Suva was adamant and did not remove her handsRupali said Suva what are you doing and should not do it like a man and also we are getting late. Suva was in a trance and whispered in her ears I call you Bhabhi and Bhabhi is like a mother, there is nothing wrong in asking for mothers milk so please let me suck your breasts.. I purred saying Spoortiiii haaa haaaa … and hugged her much tighter and kissed on her head and forehead. She moaned hemantt … I love you…. I love you very much… To assure her and to acknowledge, I went in much closer and hugged tight by saying love too Spoorti. love you always…Meantime, she pushed my shorts up over my thighs, by making her pussy region come to direct contact of my thighs. I could feel the wetness through her panty and yoga pants…I continued to play wIth her boobs and her belly. No, I would like to go home instead, please.”But it didn’t feel like a loss. No, it felt very much like a victory for me. Little by little, with patience and relentless use, I knew how I’d have her. I could see it as clear as the most beautiful crystal. ————The bond between her and I became a dance. Draw away, pull together, dip her gracefully in my arms, let her up, draw apart... Even if her hand left mine in our dance, it was never for long.At first she was nervous to call me for some.