The moment I saw her, she looked so much beautiful. Obviously wo sexy bhi lag rahi thi, par I found her more beautiful then sexy. Milte hi sabse pehle...hum dono ne tightly hug kiya. It felt awesome, more so because her 34 size boobs were pressing against my chest. :P We didn’t wanted to waste much time on eating so we took burger and ate it and we decided to go for a movie that afternoon. I love intimacy in theater. Mere kafi experience h theater me jo mene usse pehle hi chat pe bta diya tha. So. I slipped into a pair of athletic shorts and a tee and dug around and found her some that would at least cover her long enough to get some of her clothes or buy some new ones. The thought of spending money on a scam artist didn’t even bother me for some reason, more than likely I would still give just about anything to have both sets of lips around my dick as often as she would do so, which she seemed to want more often than not. We walked down to the kitchen and I dug out some. The other cupped her rump through her sweatpants. “I bet you got a lot of flour on you in that chemistry research lab today,” said Karen. Her eyes closed, she reached out and unzipped Mike’s pants. Her manicured hand stroked Mike’s cock through his underwear. “Flour. I can feel its magic impact. I don’t even have to look,” she said in a throaty voice. “Maybe you should look,” gulped Mike, squeezing her ass and boob. “You’re right, I’d better do a visual inspection to be on the safe side.”. A beast, a sleeping beast, hidden beneath Calvin Kleins or Homs or Diesels or other underwear but, just as a dog sleeps with one eye open,the Beast is alert and ever watchful, and is easily stirred by circumstance and events; real, perceived, imagined or encouraged by deed or word; spoken or written. Stretching lazily in response to thought, or scent, or sight or sound, the Beast awakens to touch or dream, or song or verse and, as in morning slumbers, for no apparent reason. When fully awake,.