I noticed that he began to engage me more, especially when I would sweet-talk him a bit. The more attention he’d give me, the more I felt better abo...t myself, and the more I wanted it to continue. I know a lot of the girls at his school wear athletic pants that hug their legs and butt, so I went shopping for some pairs of my own to see his reaction.When he came home one day from school, I was in the kitchen wearing my new yoga pants and a tight, low cut top that showed off my deep cleavage. He. The bed is all wet under her cunt. She has leaked so much of her sweet cunt juice.I reach up and take the gag out of her mouth. She takes a few deep breaths.“More please . . . please . . . PLEASE!” she screams.I turn around so I can settle over her head with my pussy on her mouth. This quiets her immediately. I begin licking the juice form her pussy; marveling at her sweet taste. I begin to work two fingers into her young, tight cunt lips.“Mmmmmmm.” Sara hums into my hot pussy.I reach deeper. Main dhire dhire bilkul chupak gaya. Mere samne wali seat main ek 30/32 sal ki slim figure ki mast bhabi shawl odh ke baithi thi.Ye mast bhabi dekhne main bahat hi khoobsurat thi. Uske face ke alawa kuch bhi nehi dikhai de raha tha and wo sari pehni hui thi aur uske goad main ek ladies purse rakhi hui thi. Bus main itna bhid tha ki koi bhi apne jagah se hill bhi nahi pa raha tha. Thodi der baad main mehsus kiya ki mera lund bhabi ki baju main ragad raha tha. Ye sochte hi mera lund khada ho. I had two small glasses of some exotic liqueur. ‘Take your clothes off and put them on the chair. I’ll be right back.’ I was down to my briefs when she returned, minus all her clothes, with two towels. She nodded at my waist. ‘Those too.’ In the dim light, the naked figure was more exotic than the liqueur. Behind the house, on an extension of the deck, was a hot tub nestled in a giant oak. ‘The gentleman gets to remove the top. The water should be nice and warm.’ In the tub, which was plenty.