She sat next to me and we watched tv , she asked me whether I can ride a scooty I said yes, she said she has a scooty which her husband used it to go ...o work and she wanted to learn , I said ok I will teach you , it was 8 pm I had to leave and I told her that I will come on Sunday afternoon to teach her , she was excited to learn and I left , that night I masturbated 3 times imagining her boobs.On Sunday I went to her house at 1pm she wore a churidar damn she looks sexy in everything, she sat. When Diana bends to do it the girl turns her head away. Well, Diana doesn’t need kissing her actually. She can have enough of her by kissing her nice breasts which shimmer from saliva in the dull light. The nipples taste better than the sweetest raspberry…Diana isn’t going to take off the girl’s blouse. She makes a step back and admires the scene: her girl looks so lustful, so inviting, so… But she better not think about it now. Olga lets out a long moan. And… yes!!! She moves towards Diana. My body aches as never before, as our slicked bodies move together, sliding faster and deeper, until I feel you beginning to swell and the heat slowly rise within me. Our bodies move in a fluid rhythm, becoming one, and the tide that ebbed within me before, rises with a fury as my muscles freeze and my head tilts back in a cry as my orgasm begins to crash over me, as tho waiting for complete release. I see the look of surprise in your face, as my muscles tighten around you, and I feel you. The play of his hands, mouth and teeth on them is driving her wild. Gasping and panting, one hand winds into his hair, pressing his head into her, stroking his neck and strong shoulders. On instinct, Sam’s other hand creeps downward, gently skimming her belly and hip before slipping between her thighs. Her knowing fingers brush over the silky smooth flesh and deftly part the folds of her wet pussy.While the warmth of Spencer’s mouth envelope her, Samantha’s long fingers are rubbing and stroking.