She was kissing very passionately. Our heart is beating very fast I can feel it. I also become hot and kept my left hand on her right boob, immediatel... she hold my hand & start press on her boob.I was in heaven her boob was very soft feeling like feather cushion.After 10 min we separated & I change my hand to left boob, she adjust herself for my access, I was enjoying the movement her moan was come out ha ha ha ha ooooitsss haaaa press it hard ramesh please oooooo in mean time my cook also. As she did so, his hands remainedfirmly on her waist, following her body as her downwardmovement met his upward movement. They settled into arhythm, her hands on his chest and shoulders area tosupport her. She would try to look her new lover deepin his eyes, but every so often the sensations becameso strong that she’d clench her eyes shut and open hermouth wide while enjoying the immense pleasure she wasfeeling. After a few short minutes, she felt her first orgasmbuilding itself inside. Again I squeal as cold air now caresses my breasts. My nipples form into small peaks as Whitey stares at my naked form. I try to break away, yet he shoves his knee between my leg, pinning me with his tall body to the wall. "I don't like being ignored..." Whitey breathes as he strokes his hands over my breasts, down my tummy, and over my mound. I whimper as he lightly puts pressure on my clit, not letting up even as I moan. "I wasn't ignoring you--" a pinch of my clit interrupts my lie. "Okay, I. They drank, a fiddler played, they danced. Our young observers were enthralled at the sight and lost all caution as they slowly entered the light of the bon. Of a sudden the music stopped; the dancers turned.“What have we here?” asked the tall woman who appeared to be the leader of the revels. “Mortals? Come to join us?” All in attendance laughed. Someone poured two goblets of wine and handed them to the visitors.The wine was the finest either of the young people had ever tasted and it went.