Before he realized it, they had taken many photos and Eve figured they had enough so she could add to her portfolio. "That was fun!" she said. "Did yo... get some good pictures?" she asked him. She came over and they looked through the camera as he went back over the photos he had. As she looked over the pictures, her hand accidently brushed across the front of his jeans and she felt an enormous bulge there. Peter backed up like he had just straddled an electric fence! "Oh, shit, I'm sorry, Eve!. Wo fir cbup ho gyi to maine fir bola ” ekek rat sona kisi ke satb ur 5-10 hazar wasool lena. tumhare figure pe to log lakho de denge. usne ek choti si smile di to meri jan me jan ayi. usne fir kha ki ye sab kaise hio payega, mai nhi kr paungi. fir mai uske bagal me baith gya aur use samjhane laga ” yar dekh is tarah tu mahine me 1-2 lakh kma legi , tu nyi car le skti hai,har din nye kpde,accessories aur bhut kuch …… aur teri present condition me tu iske bre me sich bhi ni skti ho. Wo fir boli. Hannah thrust once, and again, and again, faster each time. She was already becoming accustomed. Had she been trained in this art? Eric could only assume so. He joined in, thrusting in rhythm. Her grunts soon turned to moans of pleasure, and Eric too began to pant. He had never imagined he would lose his virginity before his wedding night, but it felt good—better than anything he had ever experienced. Everything about her, about the union between him, brought carnal pleasure: the. "Do you really think that I'd be sitting here nude with my hand on your cunt if I didn't?", was my answer. "What would you like to do?" "Will you do what- ever I ask?", was Dianne's question. "I'll do anything you feel like having me do. How's that?", I answered. "Great, you can start by putting a couple of your fingers into me!" Being true to my word, I slowly parted her legs and slid my hand over the deliciously wet lips of her cunt. I slowly slipped one finger between the lips so I could.