.khair.kya log-ge .chai..coffee..colddrink.”nothing mam.kuchh nahin”sharmaao mut..tumhe kuchh na kuchh toh lena hi padega”ok.cofffee”bus abhi ...aati hoon”phir mam coffee le aayeehmm.lo sumit..coffee lo”thanks”bisciut bhi toh lo”nahin mam, iski zaroorat kya”sumit tum bahut shy ladke ho..khair humne kya baat karni thi”mam aapko toh pataa hi hai ki mere english mei kaise marks aate hain”hmm..mere khayaal se tumhare 11th class mein 50 se zyada marks nahin aaye”yes mam….aur highest marks 95 tak aate. "You watch, you’ve already come off in them, you dirty boy, now it's my turn.”Tina's fingers were circling her clit through the wet silk..."I Bet Lucy would love to get off in these," she gasped, "well, so do I, she can have them when I've finished with them."With that, Tina let out a gush of fluid all over the crotch mingling with Marcel and Kris’s spunk. She pulled the sodden satin to one side ripping it a bit in the process, but she didn't care, she just wanted to get off. It didn't take. "I yelled okay, and went into the den, where I had a big flat screen TV. There were no windows in the den, so I turned on a few lights and sat down on the couch, beside the table I kept the remotes on for all the stuff in there. I was still flipping through 119 channels when she came into the room, wearing my big, fluffy bathrobe."You got yourself a bathrobe just like mine!"I grinned at my own ability to make such a clever joke."I got what I'm wearing under your robe," she said."Okay," I said.. Taking the moment further I placed she wet gusset to my lips and run it along my lips. “moist” I said, “very moist” and pushed it further into my mouth. It was indeed moist, well more like wet, as Pam had been dripping pussy juice for some time I think.“Oh my” said Pam as she started to cum.“stop right there” I commanded, “stop what you are doing, I have a surprise for you”Pam did as instructed. I turned around and went down the garden to a small raised bed of veg that we were growing. .