Otherspaid attention only to their tits and asses and felt the rest of thebody was only important to carry and tend to these two importantfeatures!But... Ted was not like that and had never been. He found women fascinatingand interesting, a mystery to be explored and learned about. So much soin fact that when he was a kid he would sneak into his sisters room andexplore. He looked at her dolls and tried o figure out how they could beso alive to his sister Karen. He knew that to her they were not. “Radhe, have you seen how the jockey rides the horse?”“Yes, Sanjayji” .“You have to ride it in the same manner, will give you more enjoyment”.I started following the rhythm of the way he moved my hips and I started riding him. Oh it was fun.His penis rubbing my clit, the linga deep inside me. I felt sanjayji moving my hips faster he was now, nibbling my nipples away with every hip movement. Giving me fresh bites over my neck, breast mound.“Hmm,,,,,aaahhh… I am loving this Sanjayji!!!”I felt my. I left the cash on the table and reached for her plump round ass. She melted into my arms and started kissing my face and neck which I know is unusual for most providers but something that I really enjoyed. She worked her way down and soon had my six inch cook in her mouth, bareback, and was giving me great head. As much as I enjoyed the bj I really get off on going down on women. I asked her if I could dine at the Y and before I knew it she brought her knees up to her shoulders and spread her. Me usse cake ki taraf legaya or 18th number ki candel jalai or zoya ne cake kat ke 1 pice mere mu me dala or mene wahi pice half karke zoya ke mu me dal dia or usse happy birthday kaha zoya ne kaha bhai ye kis ka ghar hai wo yeh keh rahi thi ke meri nazar uske neche wale gulabi hont per pari us per halka cake ka cream laga tha mene apni zaban se uska cream chat te hue use 1 lambi french kiss ki me apni zaban se uske garam honto chose raha tha mujhe to hosh hi nahi tha ke zarar or bilawal hamara.