“baal hai…”, I responded.“Mmm choot pe muje baal pasand hai, teri jhaaton se bhari choot ko me aaj choosungaa..”, he kept his hands over my ...highs and slid it between my legs.“Uhhh…”, I gasped, holding his hands. I was super turned on right now and my pussy was slightly wet at that point.“Kavya, tumhe pasand aa raha hai me jo kar raha hu?”“Haa”“Muje Suresh bulao… haa Suresh bolo..”“Haa Suresh”, I said looking at him, breathing heavy, still holding his hands which were between my legs slowly. With her shorts cut so high, he could spread the lotion clear up to the crease of her ass cheeks and then his fingers "accidentally" slipped in one leg hole and brushed across her pussy.Connie didn't stir. He applied more lotion and then let his fingers brush against her pussy once again. This time, Connie raised her ass up a bit as if allowing him to access her. Tommy wasn't sure what to make of this– Connie was his mother's best friend, a woman who he grew up calling "Aunt Connie".But she. Turning back to Rose, Meeka asked, “how do you know he’s looking at just me?”“Because,” Rose replied, “I’ve been watching him and he is totally fixated on you, and did you not just see his smile when he saw you looking at him.”Meeka looked back at the man. He was average height, probably only a little taller than Meeka’s 5’4 self. He had deep chestnut hair that was shaved short at the sides, a little longer at the top of his head. He was wearing dark jeans and a black bomber jacket. Meeka had. "That's good, baby. Suck my clit. Lick it and suck it. Rub harder. Oh fuck. Keep going. Keep going. Keep Goooiiiinnng!" Mary shuddered and climaxed, Denise eagerly and proudly lapping the spend."Why 'Pussycat'?" asked Denise as she watched Mary felate her fiancé again and idly masturbated Roger."Some day I'll tell you," Mary replied, her hand pulling on Harold's stiffening shaft.A few more mouth and hand strokes brought Harold to firmness. He rolled on a condom and positioned himself between.