Damini began rubbing the back of my head while moaning louder and louder. I continued massaging her other breast. Little pinches and nips to her nippl...s only increased the pleasured responses from Dimini. When she began slowly, almost imperceptibly, rocking her hips, I let the hand massaging her breast trail softly down her belly, into her panties, and to her thick black pubic bush. Stroking her bush, almost as if I was grooming it, brought more pronounced hip thrusts from Dimini. In the mean. Fir maine uska boobs dabana shuru kiya. Kya soft doodh the Muskaan ka. Fir main hath uske peeche le gaya aur bra ka hook khola. Fir main hath aage lekar uske nange boobs ko pakad liya.Dosto bilkul jannat jaisi feeling de rahi thi woh. Uski tez saanse aur beech beech mein uske moans se ab woh khul kar sath de rahi thi. Fir maine uska hath pakad kar apne lund pe rakha.Muskaan ne mera lund jeans ke upar se hi dabana shuru kiya. Fir maine apni jeans ka button khola zip neeche ki aur hath uska apni. He went into great detail and painted a really good scenario for her, so she checked out his profile and saw a picture of the most beautiful cock, just laid neatly on his belly, her pussy twitched in an instant as she just stared at it, her imagination running wild with what she wanted to do with it.She messaged him back, said he had an imagination like hers, asked if he would like to swap face pics and waited for his reply.He replied If she gave him her email address he would send one, she. “And?” I asked. “And…?” she asked “And the man at the ice machine…? “I don’t understand…” she stammered. **Smack** “You made him hot… horny… he wanted you.” “He did, I guess…” “And you liked that he wanted you, didn’t you”? **Smack** “Well, sort of, I mean he was looking at me so intently and..” “And it made you wet”? “I already was wet.” **Smack** “ Okay wetter then,” I pried. “Ouch! All right, yes, I got wetter and couldn’t stop it. I felt the trickle run to my knees and was afraid that he.