Me jor se dabaya. Do tin minut bad wo boli ruko aur wo apni sari hata diya,blouse kholne lagi. Blous kholte kholte boli doodh piyoge na .itne me blous...e khol gaya tha. Wha ! Kya seen tha ! Uski itni badi badi doodh aur itna white ,gol gol thi ki me dekhte hi raha gaya. Wo boli kya dekh rahe ho , lo doodh pio. Doodh ki bhundi ko mera muhn me laga diya . Me chusne laga .wo boli is haath me ye doodh ko dabao. Me aise hi kiya, usne mujhe sikha diya.Thodi der dabane ke bad padma ne ek haath se mera. "Don't tease me! Not tonight! Fuck me, fuck my cunt!"You hook two fingers against my hole and drive them in until your palm is pressing flat against my cunt. You pull them back and slam them in again, your hand pounding my clit with each stroke.You are digging your fingers into each side of my head, your body shaking and thrusting against my driving hand. When I feel you starting to stiffen, I pull my fingers out and bring them up to my mouth. You groan and open your eyes, furious for me to go. .....The first guy came and we started as we had planned. She was dressed in a tank top that did little to hid her tits from the side and a pair of silky shorts that showed her butt cheeks when she walked. She did a fair share of flirting with him and I was getting turned on from him flirting back. He watched intently as she served drinks and when she sat she was in the middle of us on the sofa. Jean and I both were both nervous about what we had put in motion yet also turned on by the sexual. It feels so refreshing being out here." Well aren't you in a better mood. I haven't seen you this happy since...well...come to think of it, I don't think I've seen you this happy in a while..." What's not to happy about?" I replied rhetorically. "I mean, the weather is gorgeous, and so is the scenery. Plus we're having a great time together and that's what matters most." ...And?" my mother playfully asked with an eyebrow raised."And what we did in the car made-my-week. Seriously, I feel like my.