Tall and lean. A short blonde bob. Small breasts with a tendency towards sagging had to be her only imperfection. A long waist. A subtly convex tummy ...that suggested soft femininity rather than fat. An elongated valley where her navel rested. A gentle curve at her hips that led to perfect thighs, strong yet not thick. Her legs seemed endless. And the butt, a magnificent pear shaped thing that shifted entrancingly as she moved away. But before she moved, he gazed at her face. He would meet. After he returns, he begins to work on her face and back down the same path he originally started, she gasps. The feather he used caught her by surprise. He is going to enjoy this. By now, she could anticipate what he was going to do — and it was torture. Knowing where he would use the feather on her didn’t help since she knew what he would avoid. She desperately wanted her nipples, her cunt, even her lips, to receive some of his attention. However, she knew she would be denied.She then heard. In an unknown bliss.Then she came with me deep inside her.. I could feel all the liquid gushing out.. and I could feel the shiver in her muscles, a shiver of her boobs, her stilling of the face with her teeth tightly held against each other.I kept pushing in and out.. she caught my back and pull me towards her.. She said ‘Stop, stop, stop…. I am cumming… not go deeper.. let me cum..there, there, there.. aaaah… babyyyy….. nooo… please noo….. go deeper baby.. go deeper… awwww baby… awww.. oh. Mai b uske upr aya or uske munh pe hath rkha or apne lund ko uske gand pe rakh diya.Fir maine ek bht tej jhatka mara or aadha lund uski gaand me tha. Wo ro rahi thi but ab mujhe kuch ni soojh raha tha. Mai jhatke maarta raha.Wo ab do lundo se ek sath chud rahi thi or ab to kisi raand k jaise maje le rahi thi. Mai uski gaand me or bhaiya uski choot me jhad gaye.Thodi der baad wo boli k use dard ho raha h or wo chal b ni pa raho sai se. Mere bhaiya ne use tablet di ek. Wo apne ghar agyi or maine.