.maine apna lund unke muh se nikala or baith kar unke “chuchiyon”ko dabane laga”yellow color k blouse main unki “moti-moti ,rus bhari chuchiya...n”mere haathon main nahi sama rahi thi…Maine unke hoton ko chusna shuru kiya,or unki “chuchiyon” ko bhi zor zor se masalne laga…..aunty zor se karah uthi”aaahhhh”ohhhhhmaaaaa”. unki karhane ki awaaz sun kar main or paagal ho utha….maine unka “blouse khol diya”blouse kholte he unke mote-mote,rasile “papaya”bahar gir pade”ab aap logon ko kya bolu,kya. As soon as I pulled it up I saw a pair of white bra and red cotton panty neatly lying there. I got curious. I bent down and sniffed at the panty; they were fresh and clean. I picked it up and brought it to my nose and sniffed them hard. My heart was pounding like mad.I kept it back and walked to that bathroom. She took the towel from my hands and asked me, “What were you doing? Sniffing my bra?” I was like flummoxed. Suddenly I gathered courage, my dick prompted me, I said, “No, I was smelling. Poala had been saying something, she must have found humorous because she was smiling when she looked up. The woman started a bit when she saw Jin, causing her tits jiggling. The thick human said something else, a greeting maybe. Jin was not listening. Instead he was looking down her dress. The flesh of her breasts were turning red. She knew what he was looking at and was embarrassed, or exited, by it. Jin had not been with a woman in a long time. He could settle on this one, he did like. When I called her Wednesday night, I must admit I was laying in the hotel bed naked, with a bottle of baby oil on the nightstand. I poured the oil on my cock while I was talking to her, and was hard in about 30 seconds. I told her tomorrow was the big day, and she teased me by making believe she didn't know what I was talking about. I finally got her to admit that she was pretty excited, and we had phone sex until we came together. I made her promise that she would wear a short black skirt with.