A long rip up the front of the frock revealed the softness of her white thighs--thighs that beckoned to Ponkert, her saviour."My pleasure, uh--milady,...my pleasure," Ponkert answered, attempting to reply in some manner equal to this planet's period of development."Oh, certainly, my lord! Certainly!" she exclaimed with glee.Quickly she slithered out of her thin covering and reclined to her back on the grassy forest floor. Her knees bent slightly and her legs drifted apart giving him a clear view. “Sweet child, let her not be kissed,” she sings in her native tongue, “or ruddy will her cheeks turn: soeliram…” Her voice tinkles and her spirit soars, as the bundle in her arms latches onto her full brown breast. The child’s eyes are wide and sincere, sparkling like burnished bronze under candlelight, as mother and baby commune through song and shared body-being. “Anak manis,” she warbles again, “sweet child…” Her own eyes gleam happily, as baby’s slowly close, softly urged into slumber by. By now Lisa was moaning and softly and pushing her pelvis up to make her clit more accessible. All of a sudden she let out a loud sigh and her body shook and I could feel the contractions of her pussy as she climaxed. I kept going until she took my head and pulled it away from her pussy.I went up the bed to hug Lisa and kiss her, she moved her tongue into my mouth and now we were playing with each other's tongues. I felt her hand on my pussy, first she was just rubbing the outside of it and. At first, the poses were unnatural but as the count of photos increased the tension decreased and the poses became so lifelike and not to mention it turned a bit erotic. Her facial expressions were itself enough for a man to get hard and cum twice all in a few minutes.“Why don’t you show a bit more of skin?” Bharat commanded.Without any hesitation, she dropped her pallu a bit and sat on the sofa with her fair cleavage fully in all its glory. Maybe it was the wine that made her totally.