Uski tongue ab mere lund par ghuma ghumakar gila kar ke boli ab isko mere choot me dalo jaldi , ye dekh kar maine use ulta ghumaya aur uski gaand paka...d kar pichese hi uski choot me khada lund dal diyamy goodness uski choot puri gili hone ke karan mera tana hua lund jaise hi choot par rakha asani se o undar chala gaya, ek to anju ki gand itni gori aur fig 34 hone ki wajah se mera lund aur kadak hokar andar bahar ho raha tha , main uski gand pakad kar uski gand mere laude par aage pciche kar raha. I removed that also. Like that I removed her petticoat. Now she was only in bra and panty.I was on knee in front of her. She told me to worship her legs. I did it for 15 mins. After that she took my hairs and pulled me to her pussy, I smelled her pussy and panty. She ordered me to luck it. I lucked her pussy on her panty, she moaned like ah ah ah…. Hmmm.After 5 mins she ordered me to remove hr panty. I removed it till her feet after that she told me to stop, I stopped. She took her panty in one. Now, I was relaxed and euphoric, displayed before this random stranger, trading strokes back and forth in a sexual tango. Her hair fell down along her shoulders as she tilted her face to the ceiling and moaned slow and loud; her call sending vibrations along my chest and up through my neck. I stroked faster still, tension building up.“Stop!” she suddenly cried out. “What?” “Stop touching yourself,” she demanded.She drew circles on her clit faster and faster. I did what she said. I didn’t. Soon, hon.Moving her hands to Katie’s shoulders, Brenda shook her. Katie’s eyes opened.“Girl, you were supposed to watch me, not zone out,” Brenda admonished.“Wha?” asked Katie. “I was… Wait. How long was I out?”“The video just ended, sleepyhead.”“Are you serious?” Katie asked. “You mean I’ve just been sitting here, zoned out for twenty-three minutes?”“Looks that way,” Brenda replied. “How did you even manage to trance with no sound or video?”“Your eyes,” Katie said. “When I saw them glaze.