”Mene usay kitchen may neche lita dia aur cooking oil hath may le ke us k mammon pe mal dia aur jism pe… Phir us k chikne mammay daba ke chut chat...e laga, wo chudaasi ho rahi thi aur mera sar andar daba ke bol rahi thi “madarchod behanchod ho tum, harami tharki teri nazar thi mere jism pe, ab kha meri chut ki malaai” mene kaha “khaun ga jaan bas tu muut aur malaai nikal, sab pee jaun ga, bhosra chat jaun ga tera madarchod” phir wo ek dafa thandi hui aur mene chut ka pani chat ke pee lia us. His hand moved down to fully grasp her tight ass and knead it slowly.The watcher noted that some other people were beginning to notice the couple's intensity. He was about to instruct them to not notice, but decided, at the last second, not to. "Let them watch," he thought.She ground her hips into her partner much to his obvious delight. He bent his head down toward her. She sensed the movement and looked up in time to meet his lips with hers. They kissed long and hard. Their mouths opened in. ” Right then is when he gently rubbed the palm of his hand across both my majorly prominent nipples. An electric tingle ran through me. They had always been my “on” buttons—a fact he knew only too well.He saw the look on my face, the look of pleasure, as his hand went under my shirt and started to lift it. “I see that look. Not only are you as curious as me, you're reveling in the thought of the sensual posibilities. We both know they're craving my attention. Admit it; you want me fondling and. She must be over by the bed, I thought. My erection was returning fast, I had no chance of hiding it with just a towel. Thinking fast, I stepped quickly into the passageway and grabbed the white dressing gown from the wardrobe opposite, keeping my back towards the bed. “There you are! I thought you’d gone down the plughole,” her voice behind me as I shrugged on the gown. I tried to laugh lightly in reply, but my mouth was too dry. “No, I’m fine. How are you doing? What was it you needed?” .