Oooohhh…aahh…oohh…Ssaaaa….nnnn..jayy….leavee…me…da….itzzzz…paininnggg…aaahhhhhaa…uuuuhhhhaaammmaaahhaaa…..uuuusssss…aaaa…p...lllzzzz…..plzzz…..leaveee…me…..aaanhhhh….don’t…bite…my…nipplessssss….daaaaa…aaahh…..oohhh….nooo….”He continuously eats my boobs for more than 1 hr by pinching the nipples and on the other side he put his right leg over my thighs, massaging my thighs and cock. His cock hits my thighs. Ooohhhh…..yessss…..The pleasure is torturing me. It is like a fusion developing inside me.. She told me how much her kids and husband miss her. In between, she would even crack non-veg jokes and used stuff like pussy and dick.I knew she was getting drunk. Suddenly her husband called, and she picked up her phone and ran to the balcony to speak to him. When she returned, I asked her what happened, “Is he missing you too much?”She smiled and naughtily said, “You know when does the husband miss her wife the most.” I understood and gave back a smile. I smiled and joked to her, “Poulomi ji,. "Wow! You're so-o hot, Mom!" Mandy thought, as our sexual emotions were suddenly being shared by seven young libidos.But Debbie didn't hear it. I was keeping this a one-way channel for right now. I focused all my concentration on Debbie as I read her. I had scanned her deeply while she spoke to me earlier and discovered her needs were a dichotomy. She wanted passion, and she wanted compassion. She wanted to let loose with wild abandon and she wanted tenderness and respect.She was only about. Finally dressed John looked at the figure of his self in the mirror, strange he thought something seemed to be missing. Looking down he saw that the suit was too big for him. Grabbing a wrap around apparatus that increased his stomach size, he appeared to be about right for the job. He was about to grab the door when Mr. Allen walked in.“Ah! I see you found everything good! I told all the children that I was going after you. Ok here we go!” Mr. Allen said as he opened the door leading Santa.