Karan brushed her arms and then reached her fair and clean armpits. He started rubbing the paintbrush on one of them.Maneesha jerked and giggled. She ...ad started liking it. Karan switched between the armpits and kept tickling her. The tickles brought a lot of pleasure, and Maneesha was getting horny. She desperately wanted to feel Karan’s wet lips on her armpits now.But Karan had different plans. He went down to her breasts. He rubbed her cleavage and then caressed and stroked her nipples one. Nothing.The doorbell rang.Coffee mug in hand, still dressed in jeans, no shirt, and barefoot, I ambled to the front door and opened it.“I waited. You didn’t call, so here I am,” Kimber said with a blinding smile. She’d gathered her dark mahogany hair up on the back of her head, some loose tresses falling to her neck. Yellow Capri pants, sockless in Keds, a sleeveless pale green top, a large handbag hooked over one shoulder - she looked as fresh as spring.I stared.She looked me up and down. My. Her boobs are pressing to my chest .My hard dick is pressing her pussy area. Heat is coming from both of us. Breathing is getting heavy.I just give a kiss on her nose then come slowly to hoe lips. She is not opening. I hugged her more tightly. She still not opening I bite her lips she opened. I put my tongue inside and started to feel her mouth. I rotated teeth fully and felt her whole. Then slowly started to feel her tongue. Sucked tongue foe some time. She also sucked my tongue. Then I slowly. It was so sexy. I know he was doing it because he was super worked up, but it also seemed like he was doing it for me .... knowing that I was watching him, enjoying looking down at his tone body, his stiff cock poking out, his fingers wrapped around it and moving up and down his shaft. I caught myself moving a hand to my semi soft cock that seemed to be getting a new life and started to swell a little again. I had an image pop into my mind of us laying down in a 69 and going at each other on.