I love girl’s ass moti moti jab chale to unki gand hile. I love to see that wo jab bhi chalti thi to unki gand bahut hilti thi mein kabhi bhi ye mok...a nhi khota tha unki gand dekhne kaa mann karta Tha ki unki gand ko pakad lu magar darta tha wo humesha tight kapde pehanti aur gahr par wo short aur shirt me rehti thi unka colur fair tha aur sharir par ek bhi baal nhi tha skin bahut smooth thi wo jab bhi ghar ke bahar nikal ti thi to ladke sab chod ke unko dekte rehte the wo apni gadi se nikalti. A perfect peach.I stepped back, then one of my friends suggested some further exercise. Poor Jenny had to run on the spot for our delectation again. I am not sure what drew my eye more - her gyrating boobies or the sight of her virginal cleft as she raised her knees high.Then my friend orderd Jenny to do squats. Wow. Jenny bent her knees and went into a low squat for the first time. Now we could see her pussy spread wide. I am sure I spotted her hymen she was that spread. Then up to stand. She begs me to let her suck on my fingers, which I willingly give to her mouth. She sucks her juices off my fingers and begs me to continue. My hand returns to her wet pussy, slowly sliding a couple of fingers inside. I start stroking in and out of her tight pussy slowly, loving how she is making me feel. She tell me to finger her faster and harder. I comply with her wishes, my fingers moving in and out faster, harder, and deeper. She begins moaning louder and louder as my fingers work their. ." My arms sneaked down and I got a firm grip on her little ass. Katie moaned a little more and kept kissing me. Finally she gave me an Eskimo kiss and turned back over. I was way too tired for any more sex, and I assumed she was too, but I kissed right between her shoulder blades and behind her ear, while my hands had made their way up to her breasts again. She was only wearing a t-shirt, no bra, and I massaged them lightly yet firmly through her shirt. She kept letting out little gasps of.