.blouse...bra panty...ab wo poori nangi thi mere samne...mera lundd harkat me aa raha tha...pant ke andar poora tan gaya tha..samne bhrpoor nangi jawa...i jo leti thi...maine aahista aahista tel leke unke boobs..pet...kamar pe lagana start kiya aur wo aankhe band kar ke leti rahi aur mere hatho ka sparsh mahsoos karti rahi...fir meri taraf dekha aur kaha ki..ab tange bhi khol deti hu..us jagah bhi to apni ugaliyon ka jadoo dikhao meri jaan..mujhe style pasand aaya...unke tange kholte hi unki. ’ She looked peaceful, not like the nervous wreck she was just last night. ‘Oh, my head hurts… my back hurts… what’s going on?’ ‘Uhhhhh…. Where are we?’ ‘Solvang, California. ‘Danish Capital of America,’ or something like that. Come on, let’s get some breakfast. Hey, Mrs. Shocley, we’re here.’ The old woman stretched out on the back seat of the dark red Ford and then slowly sat up and looked out the window. ‘Wow, you drove all the way to Denmark? To be or not to be… Hope you didn’t get a. "Okay, Jaimie. Truth or Dare?" Ummm... Truth, I guess," she said.With a smile on her face, Kayla said, "Truth, Jaimie. Have you ever French kissed a boy?"It was Jaimie's turn to blush. "No," she said."Next deal!" cried Kayla. She was really getting into this game. I hoped it didn't backfire on her and get us both in trouble.On the next hand, we passed to the right. I passed the ace of spades, the king of hearts, and the five of hearts. Jaimie passed me three diamonds, trying to void her hand. I. She let out a loud moan, it felt amazing. She relaxed her body and let me take control. I rose up enough to grab both of her titties in my hands. I squeezed them and she arched her back as I went deeper. She watched my hands grip her breasts and watched my facial expressions change as I was getting rougher and rougher. I pulled her legs up into the air, holding them together at the top of her thighs with her ankles tossed over my shoulder. Her pussy clenched the shaft of my dick, and greedily.