Woh daant meenchti hui mere sar ko pakad apne boobs ke beech mere muh ko kheech li. Main uski mulayam gol boobs ko baari baari choosta aur choomta.Wah... woh apne hath ab mere shorts ke andar dhakel kar mere lund ko apne mulayam haato mein li hui thi. Kuch der main ayse hi uske boob choosta raha aur woh mere lund ko sahlati rahi aur fir woh mujhe hatayi aur apne paaw ke bal neeche baith gayi.Sar uthakar woh mujhe dekh muskurati hui mere short ko pakad neeche kheechi aur mera lund rubber ke tarah. God, she is almost doing a striptease for me!Then she turned back around to face me, stared right into my eyes and tore a hole right in the middle of her nightie! Her naked breasts suddenly on show coupled with the tearing sound of the fabric as it gave way made my pussy weep and burn. My nipples were stiffer than ever and even the slight breeze coming from the window brushing over them was like agony and ecstasy rolled into one luscious bundle.I felt my release wash over me, looking at my. His hand started stroking my face, my throat, my shoulders, rubbing with practiced skill against the knots in my neck and shoulders. I murmured with pleasure.‘Oh, you’ve found a pixie for us to play with! Or is it an elf?’ A new voice came from above me. I could have opened my eyes but my head still hurt and I was too comfortable. A different set of hands touched my knees, then slid down to my feet. The new stranger loosened my shoes and removed them, pulling my feet up onto the couch and into. Brenda carried out this activity several times and each time she sucked me into her mouth my cock went a little deeper. This was marvellous and I had to resist the urge to interfere by pressing her head down, after all, it was her show.When I managed to look away and observe Carol it was apparent that the show Brenda was putting on was having an effect. She had abandoned her drink and was leaning forward, and watching intently and I could see her tongue moistening her lips as her arousal.