Shamsher ke dil mein aaya ki uthhkar uski jawani ko daboch le, par usko laga, pahle dikhna chahiye disha kis had tak jati hai.Fir disha ne usko jor se... hilaya. Par shamsher sota raha. Disha ek pal ke liye ruki, fir uski kameej ke batan kholne lagi, dheere dheere.”uff…!”Shamsher ki chhati nangi ho gayi. Disha uski chhati ke balon ko pyar se sahlane lagi. Fir wah jhuki aur shamsher ke galon par apne larjte hont rakh diye.Shamsher ko maja aane laga tha. Badi mushkil se wah khud ki saanso par kaboo. Pam goes to the bar and pours another glass of wine for each of us. Then she takes my hand and we move closer to the Vermont castings wood stove where we lay on the sheepskin rug by the warm fire.Taking a sip of wine, I put the glass down and lean closer to Pam. I brush my lips across hers, the tip of my tongue sliding between her lips and I get that special tingle as our tongues twirl together and our kiss becomes more passionate.Our kiss is hungry, as I caress her braless breasts through her. Not on his own.Jenna led us down a short hall to a room with an easel and a makeshift stand holding oil paints. Multiple partially-finished canvases sat along the foot of one wall, crowned by two hanging above them. Both were landscapes of desert scenes, one with the sun setting and one in a brighter but bleaker daylight. They reminded me a little of Georgia O'Keefe's work, but not quite. While the colors were equally vibrant, the lines were more fuzzed and soft."I used to dabble in high. Lucy was lying back with Stephen between her legs fingering her to orgasm which she loves. She looked over at Cathy giving my cock a good sucking and simulating a fuck and mouthed at me “luck basted” with a grin and screwed up eyes enjoying the moment, shortly she gave up holding back, jerking a couple of times as she cum and squirted all over Stephen.   Cathy looked up which as this was my que, I picked her of the floor and laid her down on the sofa again. Slipping in between her legs a.