Still keeping him in the depths of my throat. I can barely breathe, my mouth is watering, drool slips out from my lips just as I feel my pussy dampen ...my panties.He’s exclaiming how fucking good I feel. I swallow, contracting my throat around his head and then release his throbbing cock. I breathe in deeply as strands of saliva stretch between my mouth and him. I wrap my right hand around his shaft and begin to stroke as I lower my head to his balls.They are full and ready to unload, I softly. Each breast a study in perfection, a delicate palm full.Her belly was flat and unmarked, a tiny cup of navel displayed. That was rather elongated instead of being rounded, a portent of things to come.Her pubic thatch was displayed, a full curly bush of dark hair, an enticing V. There was a thin line vertically, her crease being glimpsed through the tangle, a tiny hint of pink like mother of pearl showing. Her butt was small and taut, like the rest of her. Thighs honey-hued, slender and curved.. ’ ‘Shit!’ The old cop nearly smiled, then remembered his cigar. He put the stogie to his mouth, took a long draw and puffed out a smoke ring worthy of a three-ring circus. ‘I like fancy pants politicians even less than I like pretty boy PIs. And Karl Boch is one of the worst. Unfortunately, the man’s got some good buddies in this department. There won’t be any taking him down without solid evidence.’ Moe thought about his brownie – full of glossies waiting to be developed – tucked away in his. Me ; You don’t have to.K : Par, jab mai nikaljaungi,tum sara din kaise bandhe rahoge. Tumhari dekbhal kaun karega.Me (sad face) : Mai kuch nehi janta . Please I need that.Koel hold my face gently and said “Ok dekte hai mai kaya kar sakti hoon”Me : Thanks koel, ,I love you.I don’t know what just happened , Koel gave me a tight slap. I was totally shocked by this behavior. Seeing me like that, she stared laughing loudly.K : kyun kaya hua ? Darr gaye ? Tum toh yehi chahate the, ab kaya hua ?I was.