Her brain-meat is almost completely useless now. Her fadge is wet. The leather of her seat is extra juicy and hot off it. The beef curtains are so, so... far apart. Her eyes are wide. They have rolled right up so that only glistening white balls can be seen. Her body is full of Paella. Her bum-hole is all confused without the brain to rule it, suddenly her sweet pink little bum-hole opens with a long, sloppy squelch. Shelly death-soils. Long, thick, rich logs of nightsoil slide wetly from her open. She is hot. ” My cousin is up at the window now, next to the closet door. Not sure how to do this. . . he should open it. . . . . “Come see this! Wow! She's in a bikini! You gotta. . . . ” I hear his voice change enough to know he's moving to the closet door. I turn my nude body to face the door, press my pelvis and stiff organ forward and feel more chilling cold pulse through me as the pit of stomach explodes. “. . . you. . . gotta check her out” he says as he pulls the door open and looks. She took the whole of my dick into her mouth and with her hand probed my asshole. With a jerk she shoved a finger into my rectum and while sucking me off, pushed her finger in and out of my anus. This is what i call a major south indian delight.I turned on my side and let her lick my ass from the back. She parted my butt cheeks and licked the crack from top to bottom, lingering on the puckered rose of my anus, letting her tongue go in as deep as possible.I got down on my hands and knees and let. I gently nibbled and kissed her throat enjoying the soft purring noises she was making. My hands roamed across her body, a soft warm feminine body, a body that would comfort me, arouse in me feelings of lust that I had missed for so long. I was torn, I didn’t want to go too fast and scare her and yet I had an insatiable desire to feel that body against mine, her skin touching my skin. I needed to feel those fantastic full breasts in my hand, to taste them, to smell the intoxicating scent of.