Laying in the bed is a woman. My arms overhead leave me exposed, inviting. Dark brown hair falls soft on pillows. Deep brown eyes reflect an open hear... and love with a sparkle of desire. Sensuous red lips, parted turn into a shy grin. A slight blush rises to my cheeks, embarrassed by my own fantasy. Soft mounds of breast peek above the bra cups, contrasting with the red and black lace covered lingerie. They rise and fall, shallow breaths of anticipation and desire. Small rhinestones sparkle in. Feeling their hands move up and down, I relaxed and open my legs ever so slightly, allowing whoever was down there more room to massage my inner thighs. I let out a moan, and both laughed as they continued to massage my body.When they were done, Marc insisted I flip over so that they could continue. Turning over, is when I had a good close look at both of their cocks. Their cocks were semi-hard, and both were bigger than any cock I had seen before.Lying on my back, Enzo dripped lotion across my. Their bodies touch at the most intimate spots, helped by their heels. As they dance they press themselves together in a sensuous clasp which is magical in its beauty. They continue their dance, all the while enjoying each other’s closeness, but now steering towards the far end of the floor where there are a couple of booths with leather sièges. Right up until the very end of Track 3 they dance, weaving themselves in and around each other, teasing and drawing themselves to the point. Fir mummy ghar aa gayi aur mujhe bataya ki Rathore sir mujhe tution padhayenge. Agle din se Rathore sir hamare ghar pe aane lage. Mujhe tution padhana start kar diy aur Starting mein to sab thik tha. Lekin dheere dheere maine notice kiya ki Rathore sir meri Mallu mummy Leela ko ghoor ghoor ke dhekhte the. Jab bhi mummy room mein aati to sir unke boobs ko ghurte rehte. Aur jab jaati to us ki gaand ko dekhke apna lund adjust karte.Mummy ye bat jaanti thi. Lekin aapko to pata hi hai meri Mallu.