After sometime, I felt a hand of someone on my waist. I looked at it and saw it was imad.“Imad…what are you doing? Leave it” I said as I pusher ...is hand away.What is wrong with this guy?After a while, I started feeling his hands on me again, this time, both his hands, on both sides of my waist. I did not say anything, as I was afraid to create a scene. I tried my best to push how hands but this time, he would not allow me. He started rubbing my waist up and down, and at the same time, started. ..Ryaaaaaaan," Carmen moaned, "You're torturing me."My skillful hands had this married woman moaning pleasurably. Our lips met again, now the kissing was of a more urgently nature. Carmen's hands continued to caress my cock, which still stood proudly between our two stomachs. As she stroked my cock I ripped her panties off her and tossed them away. Our moans where muffled by each other's mouths. I broke the kiss once again as I sensed in was time for the next step, Carmen had clearly lost all. It was blistering hot and so wet it seemed to be melting.If that teenaged cunt tasted as good as it felt, Diana knew that she was in for a treat.She drew back and Holly went down on her tits again, starting to play with Diana's pussy, too. Diana slipped a finger up the teenager's cunt sleeve and Holly followed suit, sinking her finger into her mom's pussy knuckle-deep.But they weren't fingerfucking each other with any serious concentration. Neither had the faintest intention of frigging the. I asked her why? She said day after tomorrow was your birthday. If you come we can go to shopping and I said yes. While she was leaving I caught hold of her hand and said you look beautiful in this salwar kameez mom and she just smiled and went on her work. At 5.30pm I went to her office and from there we went to shopping. She selected the dress for me. After that while we are leaving the shop I saw a sari which will suit my mom the best and I asked her buy for her. After some conversation she.