First off, I didn't have an answer; I didn't know myself which one it was or if it was a combination of the two. I had never eaten pussy before, altho...gh I had fantasized about it and wondered what it would be like. And she did have a nice looking cunt from what I saw of it. The thought of going down on this hot little Mexican slut was oddly appealing. And watching my husband fuck this woman like that was very arousing… my pussy still tingled at the thought of it. The other reason I hadn't yet. She was craving for a nice boobs’ massage, something she never got from her cheating hubby. Vinod didn’t even have time to stare at her boobs. She was no more than a pretty fuck-toy with a nice pussy to release his semen while thinking of his lover. That made her more attracted to her own brother. Rahul started getting bolder with each downward pass of his massaging hands, covering previously unmassaged skin. On one such occasion, her voice startled him.Misha: "You can go lower if you. ”“Channa will be mad if I’m late,” I said to him.“Oh, he won’t. Not if you ‘compensate’ later,” he said with a wicked smile.What was I even doing? I knew I wanted this badly and even if I didn’t, there was no way out of it. I made my mind.“Okay, is there anywhere I can put my suit aside safely while we’re ‘having’ it?”“There is, no worries,” Banduka said with a smile.Later, Anita got down at the office and Banduka went to the front seat.“Take good care of her while I’m away,” Anita said with a. Our breasts yearn for contact but my nipples are denied the kiss from hers. My pussy is wide open and I can see it, desperate to be touched, to be felt. I push my bottom off the chair, I want my pussy to touch hers but it’s too far away. I keep clenching and the more I do, the more my urges climb the wall in front of me. Any minute now, it’s why I chose Melissa. It’s why I always choose her.Suddenly she pushes herself upright, her finger busy inside her cunt, her foot lands softly on the chair.