Kissing her deep continuously, I moved my hands behind to unhook the bra and release the tight grip of the bra holding her breast; and slid my hands b...ck on the breast and inside the bra. She let a light moan out. I moved my hands freely on both the breasts and massaged them and pinched lightly on both the nipples. They felt as fresh as a cherry bud. The softness of her breast stiffened now making the nipples point high, letting me know the strong desire developing inside her.I pushed the kurta. ’ Jane said then shrugged her shoulders. An officer in uniform walked up and handed a note to the Sergeant, then turned to walk away. Jane gazed at the feather for a long time. Reflecting its fussy familiarity. The Sergeant was busy with note relays and his cell phone. Then the walk talkie and barking a command. ‘I saw a feather, just like that one!’ The officer looked at the feather that Jane held. ‘Like this?’ Jane asked. She raised from her thoughts and looked at the officer. ‘Where?’ . I want to trace the contour of your neck and then unbutton your shirt to slip it off your shoulders. I want your lips to cover mine savagely as your hands betray your lust by tangling my hair in your fists. I want to feel your hot breath against my face and hear your desire in your moans as my tongue mingles with yours. I want to hear how much you want me.I want my breasts to burn against your bare chest and ache for your hands, your lips, and your tongue. I want to pull my mouth from yours and. Mmmmm! I moaned as I felt the hot shaft slide into my mouth. Though I knew what I was doing was extremely dangerous, I started jerking my head back and forth, using my lips and tongue to stimulate his shaft. After only a few seconds of this, I heard my woodland lover snort. I took it as en encouragement and leaned forward, forcing his rod to slide past my uvula. Pushing on, I forced as much of his prick into my mouth and throat as I could. I then pulled back and started all over again. The stag.