Faced with the lack of response and after the long floating moment that followed, Fatima took the initiative to remove his T-shirt, revealing a nice p...nk bra.Generally, she used to wear rather loose clothes, which broke and hid the shapes of her body. Her boyfriend was then far from imagining the dream silhouette she was going to reveal. His chest, although quite voluminous, was relatively well-drawn.On her way, Fatima began to continue her "show" by removing her bra, dropping her big breasts. Jayden walked around behind me and I let his cock go. Tim and I kissed as we jacked eachother's dicks, Jayden lined his cock up between my butt cheeks and started dry fucking me. He would go up along the ass crack, then down through the channel in my legs which were tight together as I was leaning forward slightly to give Tim easier access to my cock. It wasn't long before Tim closed his eyes and slowed down his pace on my cock. This gave me insentive to quicken mine and he shot load after load. She stared at him in surprise, and something else. ‘Jonathan?’ she whispered, her face inches away. A sort of hunger was forming in that gaze, he wasn’t sure he liked it. ‘Most people call me Jon. And you…’ was all he could manage, as two very delectable lips silenced the rest. She’s not a bad kisser, he admitted, pulling her closer. I don’t know what I did to deserve this, but thank you, thank you, thank you. She broke the kiss, another expression on her face, leaning back, she walloped him. She giggled nervously as I let a moment of silence build. The moment was shattered by cackling when I tickled her feet. I tickled her feet, her thighs, her stomach, her breasts and back down again. It was overt that it ceased to be pleasurable for her a third of the way through, hence why I worked my way back down. I playfully smack her hip, earning a smile. I roll her onto her side and give her a dozen loud smacks just below her buttocks. The look of distress on her face, her physical.