.kabhi be nahi ..Rocky; haan aap dhak rahi hain didi kuch apni taraf karoRocky; haan theek hai , uffff didi aap nighty main kitne piayre lag rahi hain... , aap plzz didi thore opper karay aap kay boobs dhakna chhata hon in pay kiss karna chhata hon .First time real main apne behan kay breast dhak raha tha , jo goray or mottay mottay 36 kay latak rahay thay or light brown nipples thay maray dosto apni behano ko pata lo or chodo un ko un kay boobs or chootay dhako araam say or ma ko be chodo es. I felt her lips part slightly and instinctively I searched and traced her lips with my tongue. We broke the kiss after a while and both laughed, our bodies shaking, still embracing.“Are artists supposed to seduce their muse?” Naomi enquired; her whisper was so light and kind and inviting.“Its a bit of a tradition” I replied as suavely as possible.After another lingering kiss we parted and Naomi stood back, smiling. “Where do you want me?”“You mean, for the sketches?” I had to clarify.Her eyes. I smile to myself in my half-dreamt dozing off with my half-hard bend banana between cute Chrissy's thighs.I look at the sun. At least an hour we were in Morpheus arms together, in order to recover and get enough energy for my expected sexual performance & show. Mainly for the least erotically experienced in our audience.I leave my little pillow and large towel there, as it is a perfect bed and theatre for the war of love and low lusts. Indeed, the two moms talked as my mind already knew, so. Her butt, still framed by her garter belt, in the air. Jeff had mounted her and was fucking her, dog fashion. It seemed as if they still had a way to go, so Sandy and I went into the kitchen and I mixed a couple of drinks. ‘This will get the taste out of your mouth,’ I said. ‘But I don’t want the taste out of my mouth,’ she said. ‘I like the taste of the stuff. Do all men taste the same?’ I shrugged. We took our drinks back into the living room and sat cuddled up on the couch, watching Jeff and.