Phir swamiji ke kaha ke beti kal tumhein ek glass doodh laana hoga aur suno mujhe tumhar kuch baal chahiye. sarke bal nahi bake tumhari baghal ke aur ...tumhari tangaun ke bech ke jo bal hai woh chaiye, priya ek dam sharma gaye aur pocha ke swami wo kis liye. to swami ji ne kha ke beti kal woh balaun ke jalayenge ye ek prakaar ka mantr jab hai. aur han yad rakho bal sare ke sari nikal kar lao aur haan sab se zarori bat jab tak woh nahi ug jayen tum apne pati se sambhog nahi kar saktee, priya ne. It is so natural – to bend lower and kiss the dark silk of her panties and do it so that the hot breath penetrates the cloth. Kiss her, embrace this treasure with hot lips until Olga starts thrashing around like a bird that’s been caught…Diana feels the girl’s smell has been absorbed by her clothing. And Diana isn’t restraining herself anymore. She pushes her hands under the panties and pulls them down to the ankles. She sees a dark triangle of pubic hair… It’s so similar to the hair cascading. . any chance of some consideration for the boorish behavior wejust had to witness?" Stacy asked.I felt a trickle of nerves for her, but he laughed. "How about five-hundred?" Four-fifty?" Stacy suggested. "I suspect you still make a hundreddollars at that price?"His eyes narrowed. "Good guess... Okay, I can do that."I noticed an item right then that caught my eye. "May I see thatplease?" Umm... certainly... that's for a big..."I smiled. "I know..." I took a close look at the piece of jewelry. Anna squealed and Nadia cooed encouragement. Elise lay beside Nadia, kissing her, reaching out to squeeze Nadias bare breasts as she did. Luc slid into Anna from behind, pulling back on her hips, thrusting into her warm, receptive body. Anna moaned, ecstatic, and buried her face even deeper between Nadias thighs. Elise spread her legs and lowered them over Nadias face, propping herself up on her hands and knees. Luc saw Nadia run her tongue up and down the length of Elises slit. He squeezed.