The back edge of the tray was sculpted to roughly follow the contours of the girls lower body, and had cut-outs so they could hold the back corners of...the tray in their hands.All five of them were to start as serving maids, their trays filled with a selection of drinks for the arriving guests. Chained, wrists to hips, and hands holding the tray steady, whilst the chains holding the front of the tray pulled on their collars, which in turn pulled on the anal hook, unless they kept their perfect. Me to uske garam boobk ko touch kar ke mera hosh kho betha or usko do ungliyo se dabake press karne laga. Usne Bade gale wala tshirt pahna tha to mene hath ko upar ki taraf leke jaha se boob ka ubhar chaloo hota hai waha pe rakha or daba ke uski narmai mahsoos karne laga.Wo mere samne dekh k halka muskura rahi thi fir usne bola: Aise upar se hi mahsoos karega ya poora dikhaoo? Mai hairan hoke uske samne dekhne laga to usne mera hath pakad k Tshirt ke andar dal diya or uske dono hatho ko pichhe. " Don't you feel the chemistry between us?" Camille laid a hand on his upper thigh. She felt delighted that he was growing an erection. "I've always have been attracted to you even going way back to when we were freshmen in high school. I thought you were the cutest guy living and developed a big crush on you. There were other girls who thought you were cute too." I'm glad you're attracted to me but when I look in the mirror, I can't see for the life of me how you can find me as desirable as. It felt so good.“Jake, we don’t have time for this!” My mom begged.“Yes we do.” I replied.She reluctantly cupped her hands under her tits, holding them up a little more for me, and I nuzzled my dick deeper down in the valley of her big, bulging, well-lubed fuckjugs. Mom started rubbing her tits up and down, and I started rocking my hips back and forth more, making love to her knockers.“Oh God mom, I love fucking your tits!” I shouted.“Shhhh! Jake, your dad will be home any second!” She begged.