."Is he ready?" Paul asks her. "As ready as a willing slut just can be" is her answer, which I did not expect of her in that wording. "Beautiful" and ...he pulls his dick out of my mouth . He moves down, gives hard squeeze to my hard cock , which now beats like crazy . He slides a pillow under my butt and says, "Now just bite through this, you have always wanted it" and put his hot head against my ass. Slowly, but effectively he pushes him in. With long strokes he starts to fuck me . So cool! So. "Ooooh la la!", she exclaimed, with that wonderful French expression of pleasant surprise. We both laughed as i tried to mumble some excuse about not being used to dancing with a kilt on. We enjoyed dancing together, our pleasure compensating our lack of technical knowledge.While we were dancing I commented that unlike me she was not following the Scottish tradition, because I could feel her pantyline at the bottom of her back. "Oh no, you're wrong" she said, "I don't have any panties on. What. I was surprised by how well she did at picking them out. When Ariel came out wearing the bikini I saw it had ruffles that really hid her hips. The top didn’t actually matter since she really didn’t have anything bigger than girls who looked her age. The one piece was a real work of genius. The design pulled the eyes to the little bit of cleavage she had and away from her pussy, butt and hips. The patterns that started below her boobs got complex enough as it got lower it made your eyes want to. ” aur main uske lund ko chusti chusti laal kar rahi thi.. woh jhad raha tha aur mere mooh mei apne maal giraane laga.. maine rokna chaha par usne mera muh pakad liya aur saara maal mere mooh mei jhaad diya.. main pi gayi uske maal ko aur usse yeh dekh ke mazaa aa raha tha.. aur mere nange sharir ko dekh kar usse aur bhi chadhne lagi..Usne mujhe leta kar mere sharir cheer rha tha.. kabhi kahii kaat deta aur kabhi kahii chaat leta.. ek baar fir usne mei chut ko chaatna shu kiya aur mujhe gila.