The demi-bra made small graceful curves of the tops of her breasts. Black and white lace flowers encircled her pert pinkish-brown nipples. The tiny pa...nty consisted of more lace flowers in the front and sheer black net which clung to her toned buttocks in the back. She looked too delicate and too expensive to be a catalog model. More like a very high priced whore. It pleased her. She didn't have time to worry about what to wear on top and settled on a sleeveless black jersey dress and sandals.. She lifted her bottom up, parting her thighs slightly as Andrew slid lower to kiss the tops of her thighs. His hands stole round to unbutton her jeans and pull them down over the backs of her hips and then all the way down to the soles of her feet in one smooth unwrapping gesture. Clare felt the whisper of his hair at her feet: dark sleek hair that tickled her ankles, her calves as his fingers crept up to her intimate parts. Andrew pushed her legs apart and sat on the bed cross legged behind. For it isn't lust that makesSo gentle an ogre or bearInto so affectionate a slave.Hm, that is a great sound,My slave, my husky slave.He knows not how well it is When his tongue heavily petsMy neck and shoulder and Edge of my breasts.How well does he tease though in fear not confidenceHis tongue lapping like a pupAll about my neckTo the border of my lace.Oh, and how I do surgeWhen he nudges at me so gently and firmBetter still when he nibbles about my ear.Who'd have thought teeth and ears,So. Mai khus tha ki wo mere lap me dance karegi lekin usne divya ko sofe pe baithne ko kaha , shit wo tochalu nikli ar muskra Di. Wo divya ke lap me dance karne lagi, kabhi usse apni chuchi pakarwati, kabhi uska pakarti, kabhi pet, kabhi pet kabhi jaangh ragadti ,divya ki aankhe laal ho rahi thi saans tej ho rahi . Baby kabhi divya ki lahanga uthati to kabhi top .Divya masum bachi ki tarah Jo karwati wo karti aur karne de rahi thi,sayad wo bhi garam ho gayi thi sayad usko bhi jawani ka rog ho raha.