" "OK, here have a drink," he says handing me his half empty glass. I think he was buzzed already and just wanted to put the rest off on me. "Seen Jes...s?," he asks. "She hasn't called me back yet." "Nope." I said, pulling my jacket off. I leaned back a little further, exposing my pussy to him; I hate wearing panties anyway, and this helped my cause. I can see his eyes drifts down from the TV to between my legs. he licks his lip and comes back to reality. "Gab's, um, your skirt," he says, with. I was sitting on the couch, naked. My stiff cock stood straight up and pointed at the ceiling, alert. She jumped onto the bed and straddled me. At thirty-seven, she had slept with her fair share of men, and she knew exactly what she wanted. Their tongues intertwined and I took off her t-shirt. Now, we both were bare fleshed, sweating, dry humping on a still-made bed. I started sucking on Neeta’s nipples they hardened at the touch and I began to play with them using my tongue. I squeezed and. She had seen him in some movies before but decided that if the advertising were true, the movies didnt do him justice. She ran the tip of her finger down the surface and was surprised at the life like texture. It was at least fourteen inches in length and she could barely reach around it with both of her hands. Even though my hands are small, thats a monster, she thought and picked up one of the boxed ones. She selected another dildo that was big and black and a cock shaped vibrator that was. I slowly started going down on her and saw her deep fleshy navel which i like to stare at when the women show it off especially when they wear a saree.I stuck my tongue out and inserted it in her navel to which she screamed “ooooooooooo maaaaaa…uffffffff…ohhhhhh ..please….” seeing that her navel was also her sensitive part i started circling her navel with my tongue and in between would plant a deep french kiss to it…all the time hearing her moan…and hold my head ruffling her fingers through my.