I saw him turn and stare at me. The hook was in the mouth. So I dropped my wallet, stopped and bending mostly from the waist, I bent down to pick up i...t…I could feel the skirt ride up high on my ass cheeks and then knew I was showing him my garter covered ass and my stocking tops. I risked a quick glance and saw him staring at me.He was taking the bait. As I started to stand, I dropped a card out of my purse and had to turn around to get it. This time, I assumed a little more modest pose. Though. A sharp gasp sounds above my head and in that instant, your hips rise off the mattress. I expertly insert my hands beneath your body, taking a firm hold on your smooth behind. My fingers knead the warm flesh just as my tongue kneads the moist petals of your flower. Again, I lashe at the sensitive thorn and your hips buck, pressing hard against my face. One of your hands has found its way to the back of my head, as if holding me to my task until it is complete. Not that I would ever risk. She groaned her appreciation into Ivy’s pussy, which was she was grinding up and down onto Barbie’s fast moving tongue. I reached up both of my hands to Barbie’s small breasts and began to tweak and pinch her hard pink nipples. She groaned even louder this time but never stopped driving her tongue around in Ivy’s folds. She was cleaning her out of all the cum I had put in there, as well as drinking in quite a bit of Ivy’s cum at the same time. I remembered then that Barbie loves the taste of. I am basically from Mysuru, currently working in Bangalore. Coming to the story, this happened on the night of the New Year at a homestay villa in Madikeri. The party was organized by my college friend Dinesh. Madikeri is a hill station with one of the highest rainfall recorded; it is also called Scotland of India and an unforgettable tourist destination in India.I reached the villa location at around 8 p.m. on the night of 31st December which is tranquil, serene, remote and detached from.