. but he was an astonishingly beautiful specimen of male anatomy who could easily grace the cover of a fitness magazine. He was 6’1”, a natural bl...onde with fabulous blue eyes, a cuter than cute face with a killer smile, and ... an absolutely incredible body! He clearly loved working out, and had gorgeous, perfectly-proportioned muscles everywhere, a ripped washboard 8-pack to kill for, and was also very tan, though a lighter shade where his shorts usually covered. He also had a huge, beautiful. She started to caress my chest; I was in heaven at that time. I started to slide her saree down, first she said no, I didn’t bother and slide her saree completely and staring at her big boobs, seeing this, she took my head and placed on her boobs tightly and pressing it. I just can’t take it and was kissing, nibbling on her both breasts, I touched her left breast with one hand and kissing the other, the touch of her breast was soooo soft. I started to remove hooks of her blouse, she didn’t say. That was when she started having Sherry over. Now, my mom had a nice figure. Not perfect but pretty nice and she had sexy breasts and a pretty face. She didn’t wear sexy clothes, except when she went to bed. At least I thought they were pretty sexy. They weren’t see-through negligees or anything but I started to notice them more and more after I learned about sex. She always wore these flimsy things that only came down to mid-thigh. And she usually didn’t wear panties to bed. I know. My 16th. I was very quite, when I again returned to bed, I lay there with Jim's cum running down the cheeks of my ass, and it felt good. I knew that there would be many more fucks with Jim, as he and John partied a lot together and John was always passing out early, so now I wouldn't be going to bed horny anymore. I woke early and feeling good. A good hot shower later and I went into the kitchen to make breakfast for my two guys. In a few minutes John shows up, as he had smelled the bacon cooking, and.