Kapil to roj rate avi mane ek kiss kare ane andar nakhi ne 5 min. Ma pani kadhi ne sui jai ch;e. Etle to hu haji sudhi pregnant nathi thai. Ane me ten... modhu pakdi teni ankh ma joi ne lip kiss kari. Ane bus pachi to ke pachi ek tena kapda kadhi nakhya ane tene mar kapda kadhi nakhyaEkta : maulik darling aje mane jannat ni sair karavi de mari jan tara lund karta kapil no lund to sav nano che.Me : kai vandho nai jan aje tari badhi iccha puri kari apish.Ekta : bol chus mara.Me : le janHu bol. She grabbed my head with both hands and mashed herself into my face, grinding her pussy into my nose. She moaned as I worked my mouth over her denim-covered patch, my teeth gnashing at the material, and crushed my face. Reaching up, I undid the button and zipper of her jeans and pulled them down, taking her panties along, past her quivering hips and to her ankles. I grabbed her left foot and pulled it free, pushed her legs apart and resumed my attack on her uncovered pussy.Her glistening slit. We arrived at the hotel a few minutes later and headed straight for the patio bar, where I became bold enough to steal quick admiring glances at her arse as she walked in front of me. The hot pants she was wearing offered me a stunning view, they were so short and tight that I could almost see her pussy lips. On a scale from one to ten, with ten being the highest she was easily a nine, her legs were so long and smooth and just opened ever so slightly in a very sexy way with every step she took.. Several dinners were a disaster as other diners just had to come to the table and see if I was THE Kevin Townsend they saw on TV. George and Kate had a knack for letting that go on only for a short time, then encouraging people to let me eat in peace. Since I was a highly paid stalking horse, I had to be seen by people who would comment on how much help I needed, knowing I would make its way back to the press and be reported.The ninth night we stayed in.George and Kate separately told me that.