Up until now I had only seen Sue in a bikini top, not even seen a holiday photo of Sue topless. I look over to Andy, he is red, and a little embarrass...d, but Sue has called his bluff and he will look prudish if he stops things now. Sue then moves the story on telling us, "Bob would slide his hand inside my knickers and finger me as he sucked on my nipples, and at the same time I would pull his pants down just enough to reveal his large bell end and run the tips of my fingers over it.". But Sara and Tracy ignored the chat window. They were too preoccupied with each other. Tracy lay down on the bed. Sara leaned over, and peeled the jeans from her friend's legs. Tossing them aside, she climbed back onto the bed, over top of Tracy. Tracy's fingers wer at her nipples, playing with them. Operating on instinct, Sara allowed her own fingers to descend to the cotton fabric of Tracy's purple panties. She brushed the tips across the front of them, searching her friend's face for a. Rinku aur amit meri chuchia buri tarah se chut rahe the udhar babhi ko manoj nai utha aur bed par le gaya uski dono taange faila kar uski chut chusne laga rinku mere ko chhod ke babhi ke pass gaya aur uske muh mai apna lund fasa diya idar amit meri chuchio ki maa chod raha tha tabi amit nai muje niche apne lund par jhukana shuru kar diya maine jaise hi uska lauda apne muh mai bara uski siski nikal gayi amit mere muh mai dhakke de raha tha tabi amit nai muje uthaya aur babhi ke pass bed par. Are you going to ask questions, or are you going to fuck me?” Her embrace and her kiss had an urgency that danced on the border of violent, but his was no less so. They grappled in the warm spray, hands roaming over each other’s backs and buttocks. Her breasts were crushed against him, the stiff points of her nipples pressing into his chest even as her nails dug into his back. She pulled her lips from his and gasped. In a rushed, almost growling tone, she said, “Do it. Fuck me. Now.” She spun.