Chhati parse maine hath niche sarkaye. In sare wakt mere boobs to uski pith par hi chipke hue the. Mere hath niche sarakte uske cock tak pahunch gaye....Main pahali baar, kisi mard ke is bhag ko chhoo rahi thi. Cock kadak hone laga. Main use sahalati rahi, dabati rahi. Wo “ohh, ohh” karne laga. Main ab tak jo pith par boobs chipka ke gaal ghis rahi thi, dhire se niche ki aur sarki. Main boobs uski pith par ghisate hue niche jaa rahi thi. Uske hips ko apne boobs se dabati hui main aur niche utar. She had me dress up in a bikini andwanted me to go out and lay in the sun. Maam I can’t do that someone might see. MMM you’re right. But she led me to the chair andhanded me the oil. I rubbed it on me. But she had someother ideas. She blindfolded me and told me that afterI went out in the backyard , she wanted me to rub oilall over myself as she had and thenlower the bikinibottoms and to jerk off she told me she was going toplay with herself until she came and thought I shoulddo the same. So. She looked at my face, then at my cock, then my face again. Her eyes blazed bright green as she pulled herself away and stood up on the bed. She placed one foot on each side of me and dropped onto one knee, grabbing my cock with one hand, and lined herself up. She groaned as she slowly slid herself over my throbbing cock, stopping each inch, as her tight pussy engulfed me.With about half of my length in her, she leaned forward and put her hands on my chest. She started rocking her hips, my cock. Gail had said that Charlene was in the next room so I assumed it was their lights shining through.Now I tried to listen but I couldn’t hear any sounds. I went to the far right of our balcony and leaned over the rail. Still no sound. I could partially see into the room but just against the wall. I looked at the balcony distance and wondered how crazy it would be to crawl over to the next balcony. I felt driven now so it did not take long for me to quietly move the chair close to the railing. I.