Ron gently let his teeth scrape her nipple and Brenda moaned deep in her throat. He started alternating his affection between both breasts and caresse...d her stomach and started moving his hand lower. He placed his hand over her mound and caressed her center. Ron slipped his finger into her and Brenda moved her hips to pull his finger further into her. Brenda held Ron tightly to her and wave after wave of her orgasm shook her body. Ron held her until she quieted and then gently laid her on her. Soaking in as much of Payal’s loveliness as I could, without trying to make it too obvious. She was wearing a light beige very tight fitting low cut kurta with a see-through chuniya. As usual there was heaps of cleavage to savor. I believe you have not met my good friend Payal.We shake hands and she smiles. My what soft hands and Oh! what a smile, my heart melts.Anu who I was really listening to kept prattling on my eyes focused on Payal.Oh do you know she leaves across from us in the other. When darkness fell across the middle third of the nation, and people began to retire for the night, Pamela Voorhees awoke. She laid on the ground still, the plants and roots gone from her body. Her eyes were blood shot and distant. Her flesh was torn and bruised, every muscle trembling not from the cool evening air but from the unholy energy hanging about her in a black aura. She stood up in the shadows as the sun shrunk away from her and she knew. She could still hear the voices on the wind.. It was a Saturday morning so unless he was at work I was confident a man that gets up regularly at six or seven am would have a body clock setting that made him be up early on a Saturday also.I then heard a floor board or two creak above and then a key turn followed by a chain slide across; the door creaked open moments later and silence again fell, only this time I imagined the silence to be very awkward right where Fiona was standing as the men would be in now doubt surveying the very nearly.