Priya: kem?Me: Priya have tari didi Monika maei life partner che hu ane cheat nathi karva maangtoUske baad Priya rote rote wahase chalu gayi sab kuch ...khatam hone k baad mein aur Monika akle baithe meine apne aur Priya k baare sab bata dia k hum dono pahele ek dusre ko pyaar karte the aur aaj bhi hamne galti se ek dusre ko kiss bhi kiya par me tumhe cheat nahi karna chahta hun and i promise k aage se aisa kuch bhi nahi hoga to usne kaha k.Monika: mane badhi khabar che tari ane Priya ni.Me: tane. Thankfully, Mom turned her face into the grass in the noisy lead up to her orgasm; we couldn't hide that by a well-positioned trellis.That became the norm for our trellis events. Mom even allowed me to take pictures of her in that position. Before, because it got both of us even more excited, and after, well ... just because. I got many pictures of Mom's well-worked pussy, sometimes with her face still in the grass, and others with her face turned back, displaying an enigmatic smile. I was one. Is that true?’ Not wanting to be dishonest, I explained that while I have gone to bed with men in the past, and still do when the mood strikes me, basically I enjoy the tender touch that only another female can offer. I explained that in many instances, I had found men to be too rough in their lovemaking, that they seemed only interested in satisfying their own sexual needs and not those of their partner. Before I could finish my impromptu speech on the vaules of lesbianism, Joan was all over. She had already disrobed near the entrance and was walking to the room when Marlene came out of nowhere and blocked her way. “Excuse me I have someone to meet”, snapped a naked and blushing Yolanda“You’ll meet me first and we’ll go to a room you know well”, whispered a naked Marlene, her face inches from Yolanda’s. “What room may that be”, snickered the Italian“The spanking room”, answered Marlene, emphasizing every syllable. Marlene had expected the Italian lesbian to run away or hit her or at.