. fir maine thode jor se boobs ko press kiya she moaned loudly and said dhire dhire…. I was enjoying it (now since I’m writing this I am very har... now and really missing her lot) and woh bhi bahut co-operate kar rahi thi kab uska haath mere pant pe gaya pata hi nahi chala… she started playing over the pant and slowly started stroking over the pant…. I moved my hand under her t-shirt and then slowly inside her bra and touched her bear boobs and started feeling the softness of boobs and aerola. It won't jinx anything, we're in here sweetheart," I said.Then John came in and saw me in the wedding dress. He just smiled at me, I thought he was about to go blind from eyeballing me in that dress."Holy fucking shit my lady. I'm sorry for the language," John said."We don't fucking care about that shit, do we Jeanette?" Christina asked."Hell fucking no, we don't fucking give a shit dad," Jeanette replied."OK then, wow Callie. You are bar none the most beautiful woman on the planet," John. The helpless-but-fertile, tender males felt they had been descended upon by flesh-and-blood demons who craved and were now ready to feast upon their spiritual essences, to summon and eat alive millions of innocent creatures that were safely nestled inside the men's bodies. The women sucked for their dinner gently and slowly.., then fast and furiously, knowing and sensing that the activity of the sperms was increasing. They knew they had physically and spiritually conquered these males, as had. My fingers splayed over her stomach. Slowly, I started rocking my hips back and forth, humming in her ear. She sighs, relaxing against me, swaying her hips in time with mine. I draw our joined hands towards her heart, resting them over her breast. Softly, lingeringly, I glide our hands in a circle over the soft swell, making the circles smaller and smaller until we are only teasing the pert nipple poking through her top. A soft moan slips from her lips. I know how sensitive her nipples are, how.