Especially his ass. Damn, I would just love to eat that right now. “Off to play some soccer huh?” I ask. “Yeah, big game tomorrow. Did you shoot...any nice pictures?” He noticed my camera around my neck. “Nah not really. Not the right subjects.” I can’t help but look at the front of his shorts. He is sitting on his bike, slowly moving towards the street, his bulge prominent and visible. “You should come to the soccer field. Lot’s of subjects there.” I hadn't thought of that until now. I mean yeah. The k**s were already drinking and kept coming in asking if Annie didn't want one too. Beer for breakfast at 5 in the morning didn't appeal to her, but when Sam brought in a glass of vodka with a splash of OJ she relented and accepted. Orange juice is for breakfast she laughed. Now she regretted that decision. Not that it would have made a difference if she had declined. It wasn't the quick buzz on an empty stomach that got her in this predicament. Though without it she may have put up more of. She was almost skipping. As she swayed their interlocked fingers back and forth, he could only chuckle as he attempted to keep up with her girlish enthusiasm. It was the sort of thing that made him so happy that she shared her love with him. As they approached the damp sand at the upper reach of the waves, she reeled around into his embrace into a long, sensuous, and searching kiss. It is one of those very special kisses that they would always remember. Their mouths were molded to each other’s. Mujhe kiss karne ke bad woh meri bra nikal diye aur meri chuchi ko dabane lage aur meri chuchi ko chusne lage.Meri chuchi ko chusne ke bad woh mere nipples ko katne lage. Mujhe maja bhi aa raha tha aur mujhe dard bhi ho raha tha kyu ki woh meri chuchi ko jor jor se daba rahe the. Chacha wild ho rahe the aur woh meri penty nikal diye aur main unke samne nangi ho gayi.Chacha meri chut ko chat rahe the aur meri chut se paani aane laga. Meri chut par baal the kyu ki main apni chut saaf nahi ki thi..