Danielles hand guided mine all over, pressing me time and again to pinch and tug her nipples. I also kept kissing her, finally reaching her mouth. For...a while I would just peck her soft lips, expecting she might freak if I tried to French with her. Instead, I wound up the one to be shocked when Danielle wrapped both her arms tight around my neck and shoved her sweet tongue into my greedy mouth. The kiss lasted&hellip,I dont know how long. I found it a little terrifying, with me trying to strike. Haidee was reclining upon soft downy cushions, covered with blue satin spotted with silver; her head, supported by one of her exquisitely moulded arms, rested on the divan immediately behind her, while the other was employed in adjusting to her lips the coral tube of a rich narghile, through whose flexible pipe she drew the smoke fragrant by its passage through perfumed water. Her attitude, though perfectly natural for an Eastern woman would, in a European, have been deemed too full of. The rest of my clothes, however, were soaked. My sweater, shirt, pants, and underwear all held freezing snow, which melted enough due to my body heat, to soak in.I got up on one knee. My pants were soaked, so there was no point in trying to avoid it. I lifted the tree, raised it over my head, and settled it on my shoulders. Snow clinging to the tree soaked into the shoulders of my sweater and shirt. Small bits of ice and very cold water dripped down the back of my collar and raced along my. Aah, came here voice. I watched my dick getting covered and uncovered with her pussy lips.I went slowly in the beginning and increased my speed later. She moaned like hell. I put my fingers in her mouth to stop her moaning. I rode her in the missionary position for 10 minutes.Then she requested to ride on top. I agreed and laid down on the floor. She slowly sat on my dick and in it went. She started to go vigorously. Her boobs were dangling as she was riding.I grabbed them and squeezed them.