There was a beautiful white expanse of her lower back where her sweater had ridden up revealing a tiny waist, smooth flesh that almost glowed in the p...ale moonlight! I ran my hand down her back and she moaned around my cock as my fingers slid under the back waistband of her pants.I grabbed her each of her ass cheeks, first one and then the other. My hand was under her panties and combined with what she was doing to my cock, I was right there on the brink of cumming, when she rocked her hips to. So i was waitin for my chance. I was lookin at her ass always and also had taken some snaps of her ass on the sari.actually my house s different but i was goin to my uncles house wer she was stayin. She was havin a small shop for living. So later uncle decided to build a new house for her to live.dis was my chance i thot i can see her again freely wen i go der.so a new house was built she was leavin with her son.in my vacation i was goin to her house to stay for some days always. Dey had two. This Sunday, however, did not live up to its namesake. That worthy washiding behind a mass of low lying clouds. Nothing to stop an afternoon ofgolfing fun, however. But after an hour of whacking a ball around the fairwaysthose clouds had turned ominous and soon the heavens opened up. The moresensible among us broke for the shelter of the clubhouse while a few diehardssquinted into the storm, steadfastly refusing to acknowledge its presence. The rain wouldn’t go away. It. So naughty and delightful. I groaned as she licked harder at my asshole, my pussy growing juicier and hotter. Having a bimbo was intoxicating. I understood why Frank created this serum.And why Magnolia wanted it for herself.I groaned, clenching my sphincter around her probing tongue. Her fingers kneaded my ass while her tongue fucked in and out of my bowels. My eyes rolled back as groans escaped my lips. I rocked into her mouth, savoring every moment.“And finger my cunt, bimbo-slut,” I panted..