Sara: Cleavage is what the tits make in a dress; you know the lumps ontop of the dress where her tits are.Kevin: Why are you asking me these questions...?Sara: You want to be like a girl, right?Kevin: Sometimes.Sara: Well were all girls here, so were just talking girl talk. Did youever try a bra on? Just to see what its like?Kevin: NoSara: Not even one of your Mom's?Kevin: No not ever. Why?Sara: Do you want to?Kevin had to think about that for awhile.Sara asked again, well do you want to try. .aaahhhhh ki gandho otate….amake jeno pagol kore dilo…ami pagoler mato panty ta amar nake mukhe ghoste laglam…..Erpor panty ta diye amar dhon ghoste laglam……kichukhon ghostei maal pore gelo …..bujhlam eto uttejone prothom bare soite pareni….panty ta okhane fele abar bathroom e ese dekhte thaklam jaler fota gulo jeno tibro asleshe boudi ke joriye dhore gab eye neme jache…..er age anak nari sorrier barnana porechi….kintu chokh edekhe segulor mane bujhte parlam…..erpor boudi ga muchte laglo tai. I watch her trace her engorged pussy lips slowly, and then pulling back the skin over her clit exposing it erotic beauty to me.I am transfixed as she circles her clit with her finger tip and moaning loudly with pleasure. I feel her bum squeeze my cock, and in response I lift my hips and thighs, thrusting so deep into her as I lift her off the bed. She squeals louder in pleasure and I groan loudly at the sight of her impaled on my cock. Her fingers move faster now causing her to pant and moan in. Clipped hair all over his body. And he clearly didn’t like the intrusion. The Clerk pushed me to my knees and locked on some kind of device to keep my arms behind me. He said, “You watch, until Sir invites you in.” I waited and longed for some cock, but I played the game and went into the submissive stance, eyes lowered, bulge in my bikini. Sir came up to me, cock dripping, and stood in front of me, but I didn’t move until he pulled me up by my hands and stood me up full height. He snapped.