Uttejana ke karan uske nipples ek dam mast tight ho gaye the.Aise hi kuch der uske boobs ko suck kiya or phir thoda neeche aa gaya or uske belly butto... ko kiss karne laga phir or thade neeche aaya or uski bikni line pe karte karte uski pussy ko kiss karne laga. Phir maine uski pussy me apni tounge daal kar usko fuck karne laga.Or phir vo thodi der me hi jhad gayi. Phir usne jaldi jaldi mere bhi sare kapde utar diye or kiss karne lagi. Phir jaise hi mere tool ko dekha to use jhatka sa laga. Mera. Abheetak doohkh raha hai .. ““OOOOh Sorry Didi ,dekhoon to jara ….?? ” and Iheld her palm and started massagingthe fingers softly , she too gavethem freely , without any hesitationwhatsoever .. my lust was at peak..her free and uninhibited stanceencouraged me and I took her fingersin my hand ,kissed them , tookthem in my mouth and startedsucking them , like you suck thenipples …“Are yeh kya kar raha haiVeenu .. koi dekhegaa yahan … jaldi choosaur bhaag .. main janti hoon Veenu..tumhari umra. " He saw the look of shock and the color drain from her face. She was rigid and almost gasping for air."What do you mean? What are you talking about?" she finally managed."I'm talking about the affair you have been having with a 24 year old man named Mark Dreesen, a part-time massage therapist, I'm told. You met him at the Marriot Hotel yesterday and you spent several hours in room 816. Please don't embarrass yourself by lying about it."It was like watching the air go out of a balloon. She. He toyed with my clitoris, rubbing my nether lips until I opened to him. Imagining his skin against mine, my breath grew short as he inched lower, spreading my legs apart. He moved his face closer to my hot mound. Opening my eyes, I watched as he buried his tongue deep inside me. I clenched the edge of the futon as my quivering legs wrapped around him. Soft moans from deep within my throat became yelps as he lapped diligently at my womanly folds until my swollen clit was worked to a fever.