Then we’d hunker down and hug while gasping for air.Our hearts beating against each other; my hands fondling his loins. His cock snuggled in its she...th, seemed to have a life of its own; sometimes peeping out provocatively; causing my snatch to squeeze and juice with desire!Then that summer Uncle Brad had come to live with us!What Brad had meant to mother was a mystery to me at the time but surprisingly I’d found Brad quite fun around the house: I suppose I fancied Brad a bit. I’d asked Brad. “I want to taste you, Mansi. I want to taste every inch of your perfect body and then I want to pleasure you with my mouth.”She smiled at me moving a hand up across her breast and teasing her nipple.“Yes, Shailendra… I want that too. God, you know just how to make a woman feel special.” I kissed along her calf then rolled her over and kissed up the back of her knee and thigh caressing her smooth skin with my lips and tongue. When my lips were just below the swell of her cheeks I could smell the. She was just a thrill. I groaned, my dick twitching in her flesh. My balls rested against her taint. Her velvety flesh had fully engulfed my cock. What an absolute delight to have this pleasure. It was amazing. “Oh, Mr. Finch!” moaned Juliet, her bowels squeezing about my dick. “You have been holding out on us sluts. This cock is amazing.”“Right?” moaned Annabelle. “That's why I love it more. Because I'm a bigger slut than you.”“There is no way you're a bigger slut,” growled Juliet. “I'm the. Finally she decided on one of the padded sawhorses. She led Dan over to one end and had him spread his legs. She then fastened his ankles to each side of the A-frame end, spreading them about two feet apart. She released his bound hands and leaned him over along the length of the horse. His hands were then pulled down on either side and Lisa stretched him, fastening a wrist to either side of the A-frame at the other end.Then she began to use her fingers to excite and tease. She let her finger.