God that hip are was very fair and I imagined licking that, slowly the Saree came loose and I could see her belly and her navel,That view made my dick...go harder than ever,I was totally into her navel and all of sudden she covered it and a gave a different look at me.I was confused and scared at the same time, She gave a look at my boxer which made a huge tent as I didn’t wear any underwear,I in shame ran into my room covering it and masturbated heavily thinking about her.From that day whenever. I can feel my crotch getting excited and start leaking a little. I continue to grope each big cheek, then sliding one hand down between her cheeks, tracing my fingertip over her butthole. Uncertain whether or not she would like her ass being teased or penetrated, but I try anyway.I trace my fingertip around her asshole, applying pressure and I hear a deep groan come from her. She lifts her hips off the blanket slightly, pushing them up towards me. I comply to her request… sliding my finger. Soon Samantha started to question me about where I was from, about my wife and children, and about my sales territory. She also offered the same information about herself. Samantha had been married for five years and had a three-year-old daughter. Samantha surprised me when she asked if I was a member of the “Mile High Club.” I told her that I wasn’t. I just about died when Samantha asked me if I wanted to join it with her. Yes! Hell yes! I certainly would! So believe it or not she actually. "Get on up." Mia gets to her feet and then climbs onto Andrew's lap as ordered. He helps position her on his cock, settling her pussy snugly around it as she lowers onto his thick prick. He pulls her close, whispering something in Mia's ear. She looks at him aghast, and Andrew slaps her hard on her ass. "Do it, bitch!" Wiping fresh tears from her eyes brought about by the sting of Andrew's hand to her buns, Mia gently takes Andrew's face in her hands and leads his mouth to her left breast. He.