Her hair was loose courtesy of the countless ways her hands had run over it. Her exercise and breathlessness made her thirsty. Contemplating a cup of ...ea, she left her presently claustrophobic, even if pleasant, quarters to go make a cup in the kitchen. Mrs Marsh slept above the stables where the servants’ place was. It would be selfish to call her just for tea.No sooner did she set foot in the hallway than she heard footsteps on the stairs. On the last tread, to be more precise. His tall frame. This was a small indoor pool so it was almost, what you might call - intimate. artie and i were horsing around in the shallow end he kept putting his foot in my crotch. and dumb me just thought he was playing - at first. but he kept it up and pretty soon it started to feel better than i wanted it to.now when i was much younger i played "assholes and tiny dicks" with a couple of friends and it was just part of getting past 6 or 7 and finding out what a dick really was.i digress...the more artie. I am becoming frenzied by the joy and excitement of having such lovely breasts so close and accessible to my hungry mouth, that I fear that I am going to get carried away, be too rough and hurt you, but then I feel your body start to tense and your breath quicken as an orgasm ripples through your body. The sensation flows from your suckled nipples straight down to the core of your pussy and sends waves of pleasure bouncing back and forth between these two erogenous zones.I calm myself and ease. Usne drawaza bhi band nahin kiya tha. Aate hi usne mujhe kapde utarne ke liye kah diya. Main ghabrayi huvi thee mere husband bhi kucch nahi kar paa rahe the. Bhai bhi dara huva tha. Maine chupchap apne kapde utar liye. Who ahiste se meri taraf badha aur mere boobs se khelne laga pahle to achha nahin laga. Lekin who seasoned tha. Who maje karna janta tha aur maje dena bhi janta tha. Lagbhag 5 minutes boobs se khelne par mujeh bhi maza aane laga. Mere boobs bhi pathar jaise tight ho gayi aur tan.