Amisha: No, don’t feel like I am angry with you. I am used to such stares. What do you think the men in this society do!We both laughed at this. To ...impress her I thought of being a gentleman.Aryan: I am sorry, Amisha ji if I made you uncomfortable.Amisha: Well, I was uncomfortable. I think you can be sorry to me if you do what I tell you to do.I looked at her, confused about whether she is trying to play hard or is she really angry.Amisha: Spend some time with me. You see I and Harsh moved in. Uuhhh. Ooohhhhhhh." Nguyet is moving in time with my hips and thrusts now, her pace increasing as I did, her pelvic area grinding against mine. She feels the stirrings deep inside her. Slowly, she is becoming very aroused. " Ohhh. Ohhh. Uuhhh. Uuhhh. Ohhh! OHHH! UUHHH! UUHHH! MMMMMMM!" She clamps her mouth onto mine, darting her tongue in and out of my mouth as I did the same. Our tongues intertwined as the pace of our thrusting increases. " OHHH! OHHH! UUHHH! UUHHH!" She moans as she pulls me. While I was on the porch I heard my wife moaning with pleasure. She was wearing a sexy lavender flair dress that curved her braless breast and waist. The dress was just short enough that as she bent slightly forward I could see her white satin panties along with the bulge of the butterfly. She was gorgeous in that position. I could see her pussy juices flowing down her legs. The interesting thing about this was that the young tenant was peeking around the corner of the hall near the bathroom. I. Mutley smelled her and checked her over. Her armpits had an aroma to them and generally, she had the same smell, but to a lesser extent. He became aware of her dampness and nosed at her mound to get an imprint of her in his mind. The touch of his cold nose was electric. Instantaneously, her body responded. Mutley experimentally licked her lips and accidentally found her clit. An involuntary moan escaped her mouth and a hand full of fingers pulled her lips apart so that he could get a better.