Sana and Manya both stopped talking at this point and watched Tiger with their utmost attention and Sana, to her credit dropped the leash entirely. He...quickly made his way towards Manya and licked her face, getting more of that delicious smell. Manya moaned loudly as if she were alone in the house, slipping from the couch and falling to her knees. She stayed in that position as Tiger progressed southwards to her tits, and each swipe of his rough tongue on her sensitive nipples gave her a mini. In any case, I found my cock far inside the lucky woman on the other side, and I could definitely tell that I was inside her twat. Nor did she exactly resist my overtures as we screwed like mad, my hips cooperating well with hers as I pumped in and out of her. I was still in considerable doubt as to her identity, but as I kept humping her, there was no doubt that she relished the action. I was also glad that she was willing to take it bareback, risk or no risk, due to the simple fantasy of. I’m addicted to a lovely bhabhi’s, a babe, or any female farts, and the way they smell…so beautiful, like heaven’s perfume. My craze of watching a lovely woman do her potty began when I was a small kid. Here is an incident which is toilet related which happened in my village. I had always been fascinated by my aunt. She was a devout Hindu lady and she was really pretty and sexy. She was 23 and she was my cousin’s wife. I loved her entire sexy figure and her smallish cute breasts but the hottest. One of them was called Child World, and it was full of toys! Every toy you could ever want! And, next to that store full of toys, was a store that sold food called Park Edge. That was where Mommy worked."Mommy was seventeen years old, and beautiful, and worked helping people pay for food. There were all kinds of food in the store: there was meat, bread, fruit, candy, cake, cool-aid ... the people who worked there with Mommy were all nice and happy, and so were the people who came to shop. Mommy.