She also noticed how her own pussy was getting more and more wet and electrified. Kea let Landra feast on her pussy, wiggling her hips around, up and ...down while her breath was already getting restless. When she was reaching loss of control, Kea grabbed Landra’s face and led it up to hers, exploding in a desperate mutual exchange of kissing, licking and sucking. Landra looked into Keas eyes, “Let’s make our pussies kiss...”Landra got up, opened her legs and gently mounted her pussy on Kea’s,. Here he was stuck so he took keys to his car and Shriya climbed in.It was dark and it was raining but Shriya reached home safely, she invited him in for a cup of tea. Now tea was his weakness and that too in rains he couldn’t say no. They entered the cantonment residence, it was poorly lit and the door was locked, Shriya opened it with her Activa keys and offers Chirag a seat. She inquired about his choice of sugar and milk, and presented him a tea. He didn’t like the taste but finished and. Because it was a fair way from home, I asked if I could stay over the night before the interview. I arrived early evening, my aunt Mary was in her early 50's, I was 23 at the time. She was an attractive woman with particularly large breasts, a very sexy Scottish accent, and was always well dressed, not slutty, but just dressed well. She cooked me some supper, then we settled down to watch some TV. My uncle Paul was a grumpy old guy, always miserable. I knew they were not a happy couple, as I. I turned her on side, pulled her one leg on my thigh and pumped her few minutes. I turned her on the other side and pumped her the same way another few minutes. Her pussy was flooding with vaginal fluid.I turned her around, she held her pussy hole and I shoved my cock in her ass at this position. I was kneading her both breasts and she was whirling aloud. Suddenly, Mila knocked the door and said,”Sorry guys, its raining out there, I am almost drenched, I have to come in.” I pulled the white bed.