Leaning down he recaptures my lips, slowly unbuttoning my shirt, touching my skin with every release of a button. I am crazy with desire at this point...making little sounds in my throat causing him to smile against my lips. Breaking our kiss once again he raises, taking in the sight of my breasts heaving with every intake of breath. Reaching around my back he lifts me up and removes my shirt completely, my arms are limp at this point and I am powerless to stop him. Tossing it aside he pulls me. It’s not something I do consciously, but all worldly worries just vanish and I’m drunk with desire. This was just one such night. But instead of a hard energetic, pounding I just fancied a nice, long, slow shag with minimal effort. My man just lay there, fairly horny but lazy, too. I just couldn’t sit still. Playing gently and softly with his lovely big and floppy penis. I carried on playing for almost half an hour – half an hour past my bed time! Lovely and warm, cuddled up in bed, whispering. She smiled as I started walking backwards after she finished graffitiing my hand. “I’ll call you later ... either way.” She turned around relieving the back of her quarter length coat that hugged her waist highlighting her round ass that spread out to her hips. Her jeans where fitted such that you could see that sexy little see through space just above where her thighs met showing off a cute little bulge. I patted myself on the back as I enjoyed the view a few seconds more visualizing her to. Sant shree ka lund bahot mota tha, vo saand ki terh mere tn-bdn pr chadhe huye the aur unka saamp jesa lund meri bur me sarek raha tha.Ve muskara-muskara aur thonk-baja kr mujhe chodne lage, aur baaki ke mard jahan bhi jagh mili mere angon ko tarodne-marodne lage.Sant shree ” jaye bhairaw kh kh kr mujhe chodte ja rahe the. Koi 8 inch tk unka lauda meri fuddi me fans chuka tha.Fir unhone apni saans utha, yogik kriya kee to unka lauda aur 1.5 inch aage chala gaya , meri chut me.Sant ne 27 pakke.