Helen was having none of that. As he tried she moved slightly so that the other breast popped into view. She was now lying on her back and pretty well...naked from her waist upwards.Mark fled back to the door and tried knocking loudly, hoping to wake her without being right beside the bed. He thought she would appreciate the chance to cover up. Since Helen wasn't really asleep this didn't work. She had stressed how important it was that she be woken up so the obedient youth knew he had to wake. Your hungry pussy elevated ever so slightly…beckoning me. Your smooth legs, slowly beginning to part. You've guided my right hand to your clit and you're gently showing me how you like to be touched. Pausing ever so slightly just atop your trimmed vulva, I feel myself quiver with excitement and anticipation. My cock is simply throbbing against my stomach, as I struggle to remain under control with you…Pausing at your tender breasts, I lick and lather your exquisite cleavage, as your left hand. I was ready on time, I had a black satin body tight top, a white short skirt, and a pair of high heels, I know they were not comfortable to work with, but I usually try to dress decently when going to a strange house for the first time, then I would change my clothes depending on the house owner instructions, weather he wanted me in uniforms or anything comfortable to wear, which is the case in many houses.Before going into this story details, I must mention something about my history of. Unhone kaha ki kya pehli baar aurat ko sungh rha hai kya. Maine kha ha pehli baar hai lekin mai aaj tumko kha jaaunga. Unhone kha khale khale ,aaj mai puri ki puri teri.Unhone salwar kameej pehna hua tha. Kiss karte hue unhone meri t-shirt pehle hi utar di thi aur ab meri baari thi . Mai paaglo ki tarah unka kameej utarne laga .Unhone kaha phaad dega kya ruk mai utarti hu.Kameej utarte hi mujhe pata laga ki unhone bra nhi pehni thi .Unke bade aur tight boobs mujhe apne paas bulane lage .Mai.