I look up at you and your head is cocked back and chin in the air, mouth open. Now I quickly kiss my way up and start kissing you again but now I am p...essing my body against yoursI get up off you and stand up, take my pants, boxers and socks off, leaving only my button down shirt on and tell you to get up and get on your knees. You ignore me. I smack your inner thigh and tell you again. You lay still and quietly say no. Grr. I smack the other inner thigh, harder this time and you whimper. To dosto uske baad me use santwana dene ke bahane uski peeth par haat pherane laga aur usse poochhne laga ki wo tumhe kyon satust nahi kar pata to wo boli jija ji mujhe sharm aati he aapse is tarah ki baaten karte huye, maine kaha jija se kis baat ki sharm aur jab tak tum mujhe nahi bataogi tab tak me iska kya hal nikal sakta hoon. Fir wo sharmate huye kahne lagi ki amit ko kuchh karna hi nahi aata mene poochha kya nahi karna aata to wo sharmate huye boli dhat, to dosto mujhe bhi ab ras aane. " That's good to here," Andi opined. "But I gotta make sure that you are wearing them. Brandy, would you mind checking him for me?" With pleasure," Brandy replied, her long hair caressing John's chest and her blood red talons rubbing over John's shirt. "Hmm...it feels like he's wearing it here, but let me make sure."Brandy unbuttoned a couple of the buttons on John's shirt, then reached her hand under the shirt and started feeling up John's chest, rubbing on his nipples and forcing him to have. I shifted my body between her invitingly spread legs. My cock came to temporary rest on Helen’s pressing up pubes. I took Helen’s hand and guided it on my cock, and demanded, “Take my cock, Helen! Make it kiss your pussy, until it is hot and wet and begging to be fucked.”My words made Helen laugh out loud as she stretched out in pleasure. I knew now that Helen, like I, loved sexy, dirty talk while making love. She seemed eager to follow my most lust-charged wishes.Her hand had gripped my.