When a man presses the jaghana or middle part of the woman's body against his own, and mounts upon her to practise, either scratching with the nail or... finger, or biting, or striking, or kissing, the hair of the woman being loose and flowing, it is called the 'embrace of the jaghana'.When a man places his breast between the breasts of a of Vatsyayana woman and presses her with it, it is called the 'embrace of the breasts'.When either of the lovers touches the mouth, the eyes and the forehead of. I was sucking his cock when I heard a moaning sigh and felt the splash of warm cum spraying all over my tits. Someone too eager to wait his turn. Just as well. I’d probably swallow too much cum this afternoon anyway. More people were entering. More voices filling the room, anonymous voices, anonymous cocks. The one in my mouth squirted, very salty sperm. He should check his diet. A third cock in my mouth, another one rubbing up against my cheek. I could hear his hand stroking it, a slight. I have always been shy and quiet, during my childhood kids made fun of meall the time taking advantage of the fact that I didn't know how to defendmyself. Their favorite subject was my appearance, they used to tell methat my body was too girly and call me all kinds of names. I did have avery small upper body with thin arms and a small waist, however my lowerbody was different, I had thick thighs paired to a big ass and my hipswere very wide in contrast to my waist. I never thought much about. She was just the sweet and innocent half to Kevin’s occasional cock-of-the-walk boasting.We pulled out of the gas station and drove through the byroads that were still packed with what I though was corn, although I knew nothing about farming. That shit was planted right up to the side of the road. It just had the effect of driving through a maze, where you could see nothing around you except the road in front of you and the overcast autumn sky overhead. It was a bit creepy.Finally, we had made.