In an instant, her body slumped forward. Her lips closed in and collided with Melissa’s hairless pussy; her tongue prising them open before skewerin... her pink folds; sucking her juices in the process. Emily then licked it with the flat of her tongue, slurping the fluids that flowed freely from it and simply devoured it; lost to its smoothness, its wetness, its warmth and its scent. She placed her hands under Melissa’s bottom and lifted her upwards like she was giving mouth-to-mouth. He was 35, married and had a small girl of about 4 years. He was a very brilliant man and we all considered his joining our company as an ill-conceived decision. For his intelligence and experience, he could have landed a plush job with a lot of perks and benefits. But he was a son of the soil kind of a person and did not want to venture outside West Bengal. His beautiful wife, let’s call her Chaitali, was equally intelligent, a woman, with a lot of commonsense. She was about 32, had a. It became uncomfortable so Jim offered for her to put her head in his lap along with the pillow where she would be more comfortable. This seemed harmless enough to her so she took him up on the offer. He began to scratch her back and rub her shoulders a little bit. He asked if this was okay and she said sure why not what would be the harm. Well, before long he had worked his way to the front of her shirt and began stroking her nipples. Nature took over and she started to get wet. She rolled. I turned around and tugged at his shorts. He immediately came over me and our lips met for the first time. I opened my knees to hold his waist as our lips met in urgent fervour. My tongue entered his inviting mouth and we played on it for some time. He would suck my tongue while flicking it with his. Then he would suck my upper lip and his lower, saliva mixing as we slurped each other gently. My hands caressed his back as his cock rubbed on my stomach. He was panting and making low grunts as he.