She looked splendid, with the mane of messy long, curly blond hair and a pair of eyes that would melt an iceberg. I could hardly see the Mediterranean... blue of her irises. Her pupils were as large as dinner plates. I could feel the effect as well, the tingling of my body and the urge of clinging to her, eating and licking every inch and orifice of her body. But I had a different plan… With the sunglasses on, looking rather strange, we stepped out of the hotel. By then I could not care less about. " You're a very naughty girl," Lisa interrupted, stepping in front of Leanne. "He's a married man, and I need him to fuck me!"Leanne couldn't meet her eye. "But..." she stammered."So, to make it up to me," Lisa continued, "you're going to get him ready to fuck me, right now. And you're going to get me ready to fuck him. Okay?"I smiled, enjoying Lisa's display of dominance – she wanted to show Leanne that she was still the woman as opposed to the girl. I didn't like to spoil the party by letting. Aur nipples ko unglion ke bich ghumane laga. Didi ke nipple kisi bacche ki lulli ki tarah khade ho gaye.Didi—– aaah …. Hhmmff …Mmhh ….. Ssshh ….. Ye kya kar rahe hai doctor sahab?Doctor —– aam thikse pake hai ki nahi dekh raha hu, I mean chuchio ki narmai parakh raha hu.Didi—– aaah … Accha lag raha hai, mere pati mujhe kabhi aisa nahi karte. Kya mere.. Aaahh …. Ssshh ….. Aam thik se pake hai doctor?Doctor —– hmm, pake to hai, par har paka am mitha to nahi hota. Chakhne se pata chalega.Didi—–to. We talked for some time and then meera turned her face other side and went to sleep. I just couldn’t sleep as my prick was aching to feel meera’s hot cunt. After about half an hour I also turned towards meera and kept my hand on her waist. There was no response from meera . As she was wearing a saree my hand was on her naked waist . Slowly I moved my hand on her waist and pinched it. Meera suddenly became stiff and whispered “ bhaiyaji yah kya kar raha ho” I didn’t say anything and pushed my.