Ek din raat me mosa ne phone kiye mosi so gyi the maine phone receive kiya to Jaan I love you jaan kya kar rahi ho tumhe chodne ka aaj bohot man kar r...ha hain,aisa maine mosa ko kehte huve suna.Mai kuch boli nahi aur chup-chap unki baat sunti rahi. Lag raha tha mosi ke jagah kash mai hoti to mosa mujhe bhi Aaker chodtey dusre din mosa aye shaam ko mosi us din sexy dress pehne hue thi,raat me vo dusre room me sone chale gayi nahito mosi mere sath he soya karti thi.Mai janti thi mosa mosi ko aaj. She kissed the sodden denim, blowing through it and feeling the teenager's hot cunt ripple on the other side. She sucked at the seepage, then slipped her tongue up the leg-hole, flicking in and out at the crease, not actually making contact with Cindy's cunt.Was this how lesbians did it? naive Cindy wondered. Did they just mouth each other through their clothing?"Aren't you gonna take my shorts down?" she asked timidly.Valerie smiled at the question and at the hint of disappointment that could. ‘Uh, yeah, whatever she wants.’ I stammered. Trey got up. ‘Oh, she get what she want! And you what she want!’ he laughed, draining the last of his whiskey and heading out the door. As he left, Olivia returned. As she sat down beside me, she nodded at Trey’s empty chair. ‘He gone.’ She looked at me with a very direct gaze, holding my eyes with hers. She turned in her chair so her body faced me, slowly sliding her long fingers up my legs til they brushed against my swelling cock. She leaned. W and the redhead buyer were too busy swapping guns for cash, to notice Jane or the open door. Jane hid in a recess in the hallway wall, and waited for the fireworks to begin. Sure enough, precisely at 7:15, Wendy Warmcox walked up to Suite 69. Noticing the door that Jane had left ajar, Wendy quietly pushed the door open without knocking, and silently slinked into the room. Cash and rifles were strewn about, and the redhead was on her knees, eagerly sucking and licking W’s amazingly-hard.