He moaned softly, whispered ‘forgive me, my princess’, and started to fondle my errant tit and stroke my mocha-colored nipple. I moaned softly in ...y sleep and leaned into him as he slipped his other hand inside my robe to squeeze my other breast. I pushed my chest to his, and slowly fluttered open my eyes to stare at him. ‘What are you doing?’ I asked him. John replied, ‘I’m playing with your tits, Princess… I’m sorry, they were just so beautiful and I just had to touch them.’ ‘Oh.’ ‘Did you. Will record for as long as you need it to.”Your realize that your butterflies have left you and all that’s left is pure excitement. You quickly remove your clothes, leaving them in a pile on the floor, and go over and press the record button. Your run your fingers through your lips and feel your wetness almost dripping out of you. You climb onto the bed and lightly kiss the red mark that remains from your slap. You hear me moan softly as you kiss your way up my back, your heavy breasts moving. Wo jor jor se haaaiiiiii bas karo chilla rahi thi. par mujse raha nahi ja raha tha aur me phir bhi jor se chus raha tha wo bhut uchal rahi thi. me uski chut me jaban gusa kar chat raha tha. usne mere sir ko pakad rakha tha aur muhje Dur karne ki koshis kar rahi thi. par me phir bhi nahi ruka aur aaishi karte karte uski chut ka pani nikal pada. phir me bed me let gaya aur usse upar aane ko kaha. phir hamne kuch der kiss kiya aur menne usse mera laand chusne ko kaha. phele to wo nahi nahi kar. I imagined the sweat building up on her soft tits and back. I imagined her armpits getting wetter and wetter. I looked at another shirt and imagined the sweat building up on her stomach and the light fabric sticking to her. I imagined the sweat dripping down her neck and in between her sweaty tits. My dick was getting hard. I pulled it out and started to rub it against her soft clothes. I grabbed a bra and stuck my cock in between the soft smooth cups. You have to use the inside of the cups.