Her heart fluttered and her body started to tremble with urgency. He trailed gentle kisses along her petite but distinguished jaw and down onto the t...nder, sensitive skin of her neck. Butterflies whirled faster and faster in her stomach as he softly blew in her ear sending a surge of electricity down her spine. Her loins were starting to respond with fire to his ministrations as he started to descend his kisses down the ticklish underside of her left arm. He stopped a moment to lavish her. Uske choot mein se bahot khoon nikal raha than or poore kamre mein chudai ke awaz aa rhe the fir meine apna lund nikala or uske choot ko chatne laga or who mera lund choos rhe the daba ke fir humne 2 baar or waise he chudai kre fir so gye aise nange he pade rahe. Agle din suba mere aankh khule who mere liye chai bana rahe the maxi mein or mein nanga he pada hua the or muje sharam aa rhe the mein apne shorts pehene or kitchen mein aya or who muje dekh ke hass rhe the meine use sorry kaha, usne. I moved my hand up her leg onto her thigh and i felt a garter and the top of a stocking. It had about 4 inches of lace on the top and was a little course to the touch then beyond that was her bare flesh. I moved my fingers further and they slid under one of the garter straps and i reached her ass cheek and and went around it and gently pulled her open a little. To my surprise she had no panties on and i felt her pubic hair and the dampness of her cunt. She was breathing much heavier by now. These were two fairly common themes among my interviews. Becky and Terri were very easy to interview. We talked and laughed and they were really open and helpful. It was an enjoyable time but like all good times, it was bound to end. "Okay girls," I said as the interview ended, "I think that should do it. Thanks for the interview. It was fun." "Well... the fun doesn't have to be over," Terri said, with a mischievous smile. "What do you mean?" I said, hoping I was catching the meaning of her.