.. no frills are needed. Arie surmised this was her client's case. She moved closer to Liza and touched her shoulders. Both women shivered. Arie kisse... her ear. Nothing. Then, kissed behind her neck. Again, nothing. She kissed lower down her neck. Oh my, there we go ... you like that. Her fingers grazed over her smallish nipples. Mmm, you like that too. She removed Liza's clothes, kissing each inch of revealed flesh. After removing her own, she laid them both down on the circular bed. There we. I have wine for dinner.People that wonder if there glass is half empty or half full are missing the point.IT’S REFILLABLE.Did you know that two or three glasses of wine a day reduce you chance of giving a shit!Not to be technical but according to chemistry Alcohol is a solution.I am not a alcoholic, alcoholics need a drink. I already have one.Sometimes when I reflect back on all of the wine I drink, I feel shame. Then I look into the glass and think of all the workers in the vineyards and all. I counted four, I'm sure. She didn't stop mashing herself against me through all this, and I felt the familiar feeling once again, unmistakably I was about to cum. And It felt like it would be a torrent."Where do you want this?" I growled, and in answer she simply pushed harder back onto me, all the while pulling hard on those amazing tits. I leaned back, gave that round, pale arse a good smack and began my final strokes. As I came into her arse, letting out a guttral growl, she came again,. “Not so easy, honey” and she grabbed my hands and handcuffed both of them to the bed! I could have resisted that easily with my strength but I was loving what she was doing to me. (Perhaps, I was wrong).Arfa aunty then came and sat on my face with her knees across my cheeks and her dripping wet pantie on my face.She was so wet out of her pantie. I could smell her juice and it was so intense. She grabbed my hairs and rubbed her pantie on my lips. I quickly got the hint and started licking it and.