Donna's lips were so soft and her hair was so silky. Our perfumes mingled, creating a new sexy scent that filled my head. We really literally must hav... sat there together for half an hour at least, just kissing. It started slowly and softly, just lips brushing lips, fingertips running over faces. It built when our tongues darted out and touched at the same moment. It built even more as our tongues met in first my mouth, then hers, then in the middle, and then started the cycle again. I don't. Or bhukhe kutto ki tarah muskaan ko dekhne lage……..Sab sale pagal ho gye the…………Fir maine kha ki pehle kon……Opening karega…….To sabhi ne apne hath uper kar liye…….Muskaan hasne lagi……Or boli……To fir kya soch rahe ho mera sapna pura kar do aaj……Or muskaan ke bolte hi hum 6 ladke muskaan ke upper tut pade or uski chut, gand ko lagies ke upper se sehlane lage……..Harsh bola …Right wala boob mera hai…….Sandeep bola….Left wala mera…..Rajat bola…..Chut meri ………Lokesh bola…..To fir muskaan ka muh mera. " Her words were at odds with each other, but mother wasn't confused, far from it. I later learned, when I concentrated on my fantasies, my subjects were freer to be themselves. My ability acts like a radio transmitter. If I let the frequency drift all over the spectrum it causes interference, noise. Women are overwhelmed with sensation. But when I stay focused, they can think quite clearly while they obey me. I don't control their minds so much as direct them, the clearer the directions, the. My wife and I often did it in front of each other, and I always loved watching her face as well as the rest of her body. Leanne's face was etched in concentration, as she avoided my eyes, which might have made her realise what she was doing and break the spell. Her hand slipped inside her knickers and I caught sight of a line of blonde hairs as she wriggled to give her the room to stroke herself. "And what were you thinking about, when you touched yourself?" I asked.Her eyes were closed now, it.