Mane nadeem se bolaMe- jii bahut sunder, ji bahut sunder lag rahni hne didiNadeem – kiski tarha lag rahi hne ?Me- jii ek dum bazaru raand kii tharhY... khate hue mane thoda sa muskura dia , mane ab didi ke chere pe bhi muskurahat dheki , nadeem nai mere phichwade(gaand) pe halaka sa haat mara or bola.Nadeem- kya baat hai, tu aapni bhan kii tareef badii aachii kartha hai,Me- jii bhai hnu iska,Nadeem- tho daala ban jaa iska , iske liye naye naye coustomer dhnood ke laya kar, tera jiju iskii pyas. I stopped to work my way around her pussy by kissing her inner thighs right up to her pussy. Then I swirled my tongue around Jean’s outer labial lips. I blew hot deep breaths of air and kissed all around her pubic mound. Again the tattoo stood out and it had obviously been done by a woman because who would let a male tattoo artist work right on their pussy. I knew from making love to Terry that she would like it if I placed my palm of my hand on her pubic bone and rubbed her gently by massaging. It took about 30 seconds for Cathy to emit a series of grunts, pull Traceys head hard into her groin and came so hard that the vibrator shot out of her arse like a projectile and ended up a good two feet away. I thought that was it but the evening hadnt finished yet. We relaxed for a while, sitting on the floor leaning against the sofa, me between the two girls and had a couple of drinks, punctuated by each of them, every now and again leaning over and giving my soft but still engorged cock the. Oh, now I get to be in the high chair. The tray pushed up against me, you bring over a plate and silverware. You cut up the grilled cheese sandwich into four triangles, which I can pick up, but soup you spoon-feed me.Even with a bib on, I am a little messy when finished. You wash my face and hands and carry me to the large rocking chair for my bottle. You lean me back against your arm and hold the bottle up to me. When I finish it, you tell me it is naptime.“You’re going to nap with me, aren’t.