"Oh, geeez!" Alana whimpered, the need in her pussy obviously growing stronger by the second."Come on, Alana." I said. "You're horny, and you teased m... all this time when you thought I was watching you. Let me just take care of you."My hand thrust against her cream-soaked crotch and started rubbing her pussy-mound in a good steady rhythm. I squeezed faster, harder, and she slumped back against the couch and moaned in total submission."Ohhhhh, God, ohhhhh!" she sighed."See Alana, let me get you. We were staying at the Marriott (ritzy, I know) and I had just stepped out of what I swear must have been the best and most relaxing shower Ive ever taken in my seven hundred years of life when I came face to face with a brightly beaming Courtney hold a rather distressed little girl by the hair. Now, I would love nothing more than to say that my quick mind immediately jumped into action, churning out workable solutions to this little problem. Sadly, that was not the case. The unspeakably queer. I started playing with his hair while Manish bhaiya’s tongue fucked my navel. I was getting aroused. He continued to lick my smooth stomachs every skin part for around 10 minutes. I pulled his face towards my breasts moaning, “bhaiya, bahut acchha lag raha hai, pls isse bhi chusso, pls bhaiya.” I felt both my tits been sucked madly over my bra like leeches were stuck to them. Only after few seconds did I realized that how come Manish bhaiya suck both of my nipples at the same time. This sent a. We start to work our tongues across each others mouths, and wrestled them each time they met in the middle. I fully cupped her boob with my right hand and started to rotate my wrist around massaging it. I could feel her breathing change. She got up and mounted me. Slowly she took off her shirt to expose her great perky tits to me. Then she took her shorts off and sat up to my face, so her pussy was directly on top of my mouth. She reached over to grab the headboard for support, and slowly.