I removed my pullover” she came out of her defense. Took the coffee mug from me. Her shoulders moved. I quickly looked at her boobs again. Could see...her nipples. Convinced, she was not wearing bra. It sent a quiver in my spine. “thank god, you’re feeling hot” i joked instantly, “otherwise, i could never see such beautiful body”. I sat with my mug of coffee in the other sofa. A lot of questions were jamming my mind. Why didn’t she leave from the door as she did many times earlier knowing her. I could feel the rhythmic pressure of her mouth on my helmet, her hand first gripping the shaft then sliding down to cup and caress my loaded balls.She stopped.Kara stood up and let the dressing gown drop to the floor. I gazed at her curvy figure; big tits, swell of the belly, the hot mass of dark pubes. She turned, smiling, knelt on the floor and spread her arse cheeks open. Her cunt was glistening in the pale lamplight, her juices almost dripping.I quickly threw my dressing gown to the sofa,. You are surprised a few seconds later when we untie your hands from the back of the chair and allow you to lie on the floor. Your hands are retied however this time behind your neck for support. and the blindfold is kept on, This was your woman's idea, she wanted to lie back with her head in your lap while she offered me her pussy to eat out - I guess deep down she is just a romantic! What follows is probably the tastiest, wettest eating out I have ever given. Your sexy slut comes shuddering a. "Never, ever try to tickle her tummy." Why not, she's adorable." Look at her; five of her six extremities have points. It's a trap."Jocelyn admired my low ceilings and their old, oak beams. She likedthe big fireplace, thick walls and ill-fitting doors, nodded at thecosy kitchen and tiny bathroom. Her bags brushed both sides of thenarrow staircase when I took her up to show her the little room atthe back. She sat on the bed experimentally; if she had stretched outher feet she could have put.