Fir vo apne boobs k sath khelne lgi aur unko gol gol ghumane aur dbane lgi… main yeh sab dekh k mast ho rha tha… fir mujh se rha nhi gya aur maine... us k hatho pe apne hath rakh diye aur us k boobs ko zor se dba diya.. us ne lambi saas li aur ankhe band kar k apna muh upar utha k maze lene lgi.. main us k boobs ko dbata ja rha tha… mujhe bahut mazaa aa rha tha..fir maine us ka blouse utar k niche fenk diya… to ab finally us k vo gol gol haseen boobs meri ankho k sahmne the..Mujhe apni ankho pe. Linda was ready for her first taste of prick--more than ready--she was drooling for it. She had delayed long enough.Linda began to give Mike some head.She used just her tongue, at first, gradually getting used to the idea. She licked lightly and tentatively at the tip of Mike's cockhead. The meaty, musky zestiness of the cum flavor tingled on her taste buds and she purred with pleasure. Linda gazed at the big slab of purple meat, hardly able to believe that she was actually licking it.Mike was. Just so happened, he stood by the rubber trash can that held the beer. Allie reached her hand inside and pulled out an Ultra, twisted the top and pressed it to her lips as her eyes met his. “Hi, I am Derek, what’s your name?” “I am Allie, nice to meet you Derek, I like your costume.” “Thanks, I love yours. You look like the perfect naughty school girl.” Allie took another sip of her beer. “I can be,” she said with a wink.Derek and Allie exchanged small talk as they walked around the house. He was told to take up the cases, and realising it was a ploy to let the women chat a while he took his time, from the little window in the old familiar room he looked out at the wet farm, a barn he had played in as a boy, the few loose boxes, the big old dairy long disused now, the small farm not viable to compete with bigger concerns, had just bred a few meat calves now, kept a few hens, and a pig or two, renting the larger fields to a neighbouring farm which supplemented the income just.