Phir mene unka blouse khola or unki bra k upr se boobs dabane lga… Wah kya lag rahe the boob red net wali bra me….bhabhi ah ah ah ue ue ue ueeee m...aaaaPhir mene bhabhi ki peeth pe kis krne lga or apne muh se unki bra khol di…phir unhe sidha kiya or bra hata di…Bhabhi k boobs dekh k to naya josh a gya….kya boobs the yr…ek dum gol or wo pink nipple to pucho mat yr…Mene unke ek boob pe apni jeebh jaise hi rakhi bhabhi ki siskari nikal gae….ahhhhhhhhMe unke boob ko muh me le kr chusne lga or dusre. I couldn’t see his facial expressions because of the blindfold, of course. And he didn’t speak to me until pretty much the end. But his touch seemed to indicate pleasure,” she explained.Devon nodded, “Now wash me, slut.”Susan’s hands got busy lathering him up while also exploring his body. He was so muscular, but not overly so, not like a bodybuilder. As her hands gently cleansed his rod and sac, she felt him grow hard beneath her touch.“Look what you do to me, slut!” he moaned.“Sir, may I ask. Call me ‘Bubbles’. I was loving it. His big cock felt so good. Filling. Each vein, the head on my prostate, sooo good. “Ungghhhh, ohhm, FUCKKKKK MEEEEE LOOOVVVVVE!” He held me when I slumped. I was really hanging on his erection by my asshole. That was his cue. Hands around my waist and fucked into me like a ragdoll until he came, which wasn’t really that long. He held me up and back against his chest, pulling my face to his, kissing, rubbing my breasts with soapy hands. I was in heaven.. Shaken that I was caught jerking off I made an the almost involuntary reply "ah, no, I was, ah, just scratching an itch." Uhuh." He replied sounding anything but convinced.Next thing I knew I could hear what sounded like Chris was jerking off. I leaned up out of my bed to look at him and could see the raised sheets and some motion going on. He was – my limp cock immediately got hard and I started to jerk off too. But this time I lowered my bed sheets so my naked body was exposed and my jerking.