. Unke boobs 36 k the unki kamar 28 thi or hips to bus dekhne k laik the mmmm… Yar bus meri khuwahish thi k me unko chodon unke sath sex karon ye me...ri bohot gandi soch thi kyn ke wo mere dost ki biwi thi or wo mujh se bari bhi the lekin me us ki figure ka dewana ho choka tha… Ek din kashif bhai ko kisi office kaam se out station jana pargaya or ghar me un k parents k elawa koi nahi tha ek raat kashif bhai k father ki tabiyat bohat kharab hogaye or mujhe kashif bhai ki call aye or main jaldi se. The oil sequence slowed down the heat a little bit, but it let us enjoy the beauty of feminine bodies, dancing next to each other. My fingers touched her pussy lips by accident, and that was what she was craving for. How could I neglect such a need? After some fingering I couldn't resist to kiss it and eat her meaty, open and wet pussy. What a delicious smell and taste! I stopped just before she was about to come (naughty me!) and moved up to kiss her, whispering "look at the taste of your. Not after everything else we've been through this weekend."It wasn't her words so much as the wild desperate look in her beautiful blue eyes. It was terrifyingly ravenous. I sat cross-legged on my mat, looking up at my beautiful dark-skinned colleague, and she lowered herself majestically down onto my waiting erection. I felt the head of my cock press into the wet heat between her dark thighs. Then her hand reached below, taking hold of the shaft, and guided me into her hole. I slid in easily. Oh she felt good. It took me a long time to catch up on every inch of her body. It sure beat photos. I noticed the mark on her breast. "It was there Saturday morning. I think Ryan had to claim his conquest or some stupid shit."I kissed her on the spot. Then everywhere else on her breast. Then the other breast. I apologized for not being there to have her back."Sorry Tim, but I think he would have crushed you. He held me like I was a rag doll. Very strong." You think it was Greg's friend.