"I was almost beyond speaking, I was dizzy with complete desire to feel his hands and his body on me."Please..." I managed to whisper."Please what?" h... demanded, his voice urgent and husky.“Please. I want to feel your fingers in me,” I whispered.“No,”he said. “First I need to know how you taste.”He went down my body, inhaling the combined smell of leather and my pussy. It seemed like there an electric impulse sent to his cock, which started pulsating inside his tight leather jeans. He lifted my. She had me on the sofa, over the kitchen table and half way up the stairs. In turn, I shagged her in the shower, on the dining room floor, several times in the bedroom and once on the landing with a vibrating Hoover jammed up her snatch.It was a real sexathon, and when dawn finally broke, we had lost count of the number of orgasms we'd had between us. Lena guessed at about a dozen, I put it nearer fifteen. But we weren't counting, just screwing.Later in the morning, Lena got herself together. Louisa tried to pull away. Not out of discomfort but to be able to look at him again. She felt Jack's fingers hooking inside of the top of her belt and keeping her close. While he continued to kiss the mound of her pot belly she began to play with and fondle his hair. His short hair also had small matted clusters in it and she worked them loose with her delicate fingers. Gradually his grip on Louisa relaxed and she could move again. But instead of stepping away she stood face on to him. Jack's. Woh khene lagi ki patti karwalon nahin tho zhakam badh jahega.Maine kaha mujhe phir se paina hai apka moot. Uske baad hi main patti karwa honga. Maa ne kaha teek hai deti hoon bolke jane lagi. Maine kaha. Kahan ja rehe hoon. Maa ne kaha bathroom. Maine kaha maa se. Maa mujhe direct chahiye. Maa ne kaha ye nahin hosakta. Maine kaha tho phir teek hai main nahin karata patti.Mera haathon se behatha khoon dek ke maa razi hogayee. Aur dheere se apni saree aur petticoat uta ne lagi. Mai ye nazara dek.