“Somebody plans on me being a very busy boy.”Dan thumbed through a current edition of Cosmopolitan magazine waiting for her to appear. Her bedroom... door opened and she sauntered to him. “Wow, look at you!” his eyes widened.“Just a little thing I thought I’d throw on,” she smiled.“I guess it’s little!” he remarked to the nonexistent hem and deepest plunging neckline she’d ever worn for him.Her dress was held in position around her neck like a halter top. It plunged incredibly wide and low. Nipple chavalya vr ekdum halali nako na as krus mhnli .Ticha nako na he aiklya vr me ajun khula zalomg sad khali ghevun bembi ( navel) chatu lagalo . Ti far ch awwaaj kdhu lagali maj dok dabu laagali. Mag me tichi puchi vr chi sadi hatavali tr haire ne bharleli hoti n pani sodat hoti me ekdun jeebh baher kadhun choclate sarkhe chatu lagalo ti tr ata bass rohiiittt ahhhhhaaaa jorat jorat mhnu lagali tila mhnle halu orad jara .Mg finger ghusvun aat baher karyla chalu keli ….I ajun zav zav mla. "Would you like to come with me?"Slowly, very methodically, you winked at me, and my knees buckled. You were smiling at me. I was just short of gasping.Moments like this, I crave in my submissive heart. And yet, when they happen, I'm often so terrified that I have a hard time organizing my thoughts, so that I feel like an imbecile! You saw beyond that, though."I love that look," you said, still chuckling softly. "Come."It was an order; the thing I craved the most. Drawing in a quavering breath,. A string of saliva bridged between their lips as Francine pulled her head away from Elizabeth. This was quickly broken as she licked her lips seductively at Liz. Once again, they both started to pull at each other’s clothing. This time their skirts dropped into a messy pile on the floor below them and as they stepped from the confines of them, they both kicked their shoes off. They were now stood in just their bra and panties. Wet patches began to form between their legs as they admired one.