Charo budhe dheere sharab pee rahe the aur meri Mallu mummy Leela ki jawani ka ras apni aankhon se pee rahe the.Abdul – Aap log bataiye kaunsa gaane...pe aap Leelaji ko nachate hue dekhna chahenge.Charo budhe ek sath bole – Kundi mat khadkao raja…Seedha andar aao raja…Phool bicha…Perfume laga ke…Mood banao taza taza.Aur chaaro budhe meri Mallu mummy Leela ko ghurne lage aur ek haath se apne musal lundo ko masalne lage.Mummy – Par mujhe to us gaane ke steps aate hi nahi hai?Abdul – koi baat nahi,. Ohhhhhhhhh... Ohhhhhhhhas I lap up your sweet nectar and you squeeze my head tight with those beautiful thighsyou collapse, giggling as the tremors subside simmering on my occasional kiss or lick, or rub setting off small tsunamiI work my way back up, kissing you all the way your soft purrs, moans and tremors a delight to hear'Give me a minute to get my breath back,' you begmy. For a moment I was lost in my own world as I continued to tug and rub the now throbbing nubs atop my breasts. “Holly…” My name was heavy coming from her lips. Looking at her again I was amazed to find that she had discarded her pants and underwear entirely. The woman was laid out in front of me with her legs spread wide. Her skinny fingers were running over her clit in gentle circles. Her entire back was arched, the back of her head buried into my sheets. I couldn’t resist her any longer,. She had seen this done in movies. She had read it described in stories. She had just finished doing it to Allison. Still, nothing prepared her for the sudden wet heat of Allison's tongue parting her pussy lips. A tongue was nothing like a finger. Her tongue was wetter, slippery and faster at moving around her clit. She could feel the heat of Allison's mouth and her cheeks against her thighs. Her heart raced when Allison fucked her with her tongue. Allison used her fingers, too, poking and.