K mari rani vilas me tene bath ma laine tene khubj kis karwa lagiyo ane tena hot par hot rakhine chuswa lagiyo mari kaki aahhhh….ooohhhhhhhhh mara r...ja…..uuufffaahhhh su kare se tu mara bool ne dbaw p/z mara raja aaaaahhhhh…..uuuffff aa sabhine hu tana bool ne dabawva lagiyo ane tena bool avda mota hata ke mara hathma pan nathi avta ane vilas mane kewa lagi ke p/z amit ane susssssss aaaaaaaaa……….. uuuuuuuuuuffffffffff mara raja ane hu tena bool ne 15 minit suthi chsiya ane pasi me mara pan. Feather light touches of her moms lips fluttering around her hardening nipple brought Joy to a low groan. Sara could do nothing but smirk at the animal noise her daughter had let loose. Wanting to make her daughter make more cute little noises, Saras tongue snaked out from between her lips to land on Joys hard nipple. A shock of electricity ran through Joy from her saliva-bathed nub to her newly awakened clitoris. The new-found feeling throbbed between her legs and shook the cells with an. As the game progressed, it seemed as though every ball that was hit Gwen's way was caught. Gwen felt incredible! Usually by this time she would be feeling a bit tired, even from just standing in the field. Now she felt wonderful. Energy surged through her body!As the game progressed, Gwen began feeling agitated. The game began to really get to her. What began as a few cries for victory turned into angry screams at the umpire. Violence surged in her body as a hunger for victory overcame her!. “I’m not a kid anymore,” I responded, thinking about that day I had burst in to find her topless.“No, I guess not,” Lynn replied wistfully.We drank that glass more quickly than the first but with fewer clinks which was too bad because it was awkward for Lynn to keep the bed covers pressed to her chest as she leaned across and there was always the chance of an accident. Well, I suppose that wouldn’t have been a good thing, really. It probably would have just embarrassed us both. I knew it would.