He said “ahhhaaaaaaaaaaaaa kya mame hai teri Smita, hi aaj daba-daba ke inka bhurta bana doonga haiiiiiiiiiiiii maza aa gaya”.Anil was pressing my... breast and his other hand was busy exploring my thighs.Avinash had inserted his hand in my blouse and trying to tweak my nipples from above my bra. I was pleading them to leave, in spite of that I was enjoying the same.But seeing them paying no heed to my pleas I knew I have to sit and enjoy the same and four hans all over my body made me moan in. Tell Ronnie I sent ya. She'll set you up good and proper, lovely. I promise." Thank you!" She swallowed the last of the tea, and the remaining liquor went straight to her head, making her a little dizzy."For what? I haven't done anything!" The redhead laughed. "Just make sure you come back after to tell me all about it. Just between us girls. You can come back tonight if you like! I'm here all evening -- my boy and I have rooms upstairs. We can have a giggle about it and maybe a drink or two.". A crouching silhouette is sleeping in the armchair by the bed. At first she thinks it is Peter but instantly she corrects herself. The smell is not correct, it is her mother’s. “The smell?” she thinks. How come she can identify her mother by her smell? But the idea sticks in: the menthol from the cigarettes she smokes, the cheap perfume, the juniper wood of the gin she drinks; it is clearly her mother. She sniffs to be sure but the reassuring smell is replaced by something much more powerful, a. As I rubbed, I admired the white complexion of her cheeks. The contrast of the brown skin on my hands with the white of her ass was always something I liked. I enjoyed the sight, but what I was loving more was the soft smooth feel of her wonderful buns. I was getting hornier by the second. It was driving me wild to see the white color of her cheeks slowly turning pink as my eyes wondered to her asshole. While I enjoyed the sight and touch, Jenny was relaxing as she was getting her ass.