....then went back into a deep sleep. With my heart pounding I kept going until I felt her underwear, just the usual cotton bikini brief worn by girls.../women her age. It felt so nice! I continued under her undies ever so slowly inch by inch until I got to her beautiful canyon. The skin under her knickers was so soft and untouched and it was all mine.At this stage I had to take stock of exactly where I was on Lilly's gorgeous ass, I couldn't believe it! I had one hand on her ass and the other. Not surprisingly, she hasn’t had many sleepovers.But she loves her body. She loves the contours and moles on her legs and feet, the way the auburn tufts of public hair curl just so. The elfish nose, the ears, the beautiful almond eyes… About the only regret she does have is her small breasts; pale dwarfs compared to the C’s and D’s she’s seen in her short lifetime. Mostly, though, she has pride. Pride in her looks, pride in her smarts. It’s the only thing that keeps her going in a city of eight. Aur mein thoda relax ho kar baat karne lage. Lekin wahan phir mera halat kharab ho gaya, mami ne blouse aur bra kuch nahi peheni thi, aur jab wo kapde saaf kar rahi thi toh uski gol gol mast boob side se dikh raha tha, aur uss se bhi jayada hot tha uski jangh, wo aap ni saaree ko itna upar utha ke baithi thi ke agar aur ek inch bhi niche hota toh uski choot dikhne ko mil jata. Uski uppar jangh saaf dikh rahi thi. Mein kabhi uski boob ko toh kaabhi jangh ko dekhke baat kar raha tha, aur dhire. He grabs my ponytail with one hand and my hip with the other and fucks me slowly. It feels so amazing. I look over my shoulder at him and see him in the flashing light. His gaze is so intense, yet satisfied. I turn my head to the front and there is a cock inches from my face. "Mind if I join?" the man asks, looking at Sir.Sir halts his fucking, grabbing me possessively. He says, "You are free to look, but no touching tonight."The redheaded woman reappears and says, "May I cut in?" She gets on.