Savita: There you go.Rahul started to apply the oil. He was enjoying this exertion particularly. Rahul’s heard raced whenever his hands touched Savi...a’s thighs inside her saree.Savita: It feels so nice. Do you mind covering some more of my thighs? Let me raise my saree a bit more.With this, Savita raised her saree almost to her hips. Savita was in a mood to play whereas Rahul was starting to get a boner. Rahul continued to apply the oil and massage her thighs. Rahul moved his hands to the top. "Not used to thinking about your mom and dad doing it?"He shook his head. "No. That's like ... weird. I don't see them being being that ... physically affectionate with each other, you know?"She thought about that. "Now that's strange. My mom and George were always all over each other. Of course nowadays I know WHY, that it had nothing to do with any love. But I can't tell you how many times I saw him feel her up and suddenly pull her into the bedroom, or saw her opening up her blouse and. Serori drools and slobbers all over the man’s crotch, trying to make the blowjob as wet and messy as possible. She makes noises, knowing from the many porn movies she and Jo have watched, turn men on even more.She swishes his cock in her cheeks, getting it as deep into her throat as possible while still breathing through her nose. The man’s groans grow in length and loudness. Even his breathing is becoming more desperate. The alien girl firmly grabs his erection with strong suction from her. She tilted the mirror down, undid the top two buttons of her nightdress and studied her bust. She recalled how, only a few months ago, the occasional man would appraise her, in particular her breasts. Maybe they sagged a little, but the men didn’t know how her bra came to the rescue, pushing them together, emphasising her cleavage. But now, her self-esteem was at its lowest. She remembered how she’d often caught Chris, her grandson, looking down her blouse when he was younger. She’d been.