She sighed and I whimpered again, two women in heat. Thesexual tension was building rapidly and our hips instinctively beganpulsating slowly, seeking...further stimulation. Theresa's hand delicatelymoved downward, my hand following down her abdomen, past the navel, anddescending down that gentle slope, guided by gravity, pulled by theincredible force of a sexual magnetism drawn over our similar contours,our swaying hips serving as bumpers, naturally pulling our fingers to ourspectacular. Then again I started to kiss her. As I was kissing her, I loosened her knots of salwar and started to play on her love hole over her panty. I already felt, it was wet out there. It was very soft region with thin hairs. As I was moving my hand she started to moan mildly. This is the first time I heard a girl’s moan and this was instigating me to do more. As I had never seen a love hole in real, I was very curious to explore it. I removed my trouser and also pulled her Top and bottom of salwar.. Enjoy, and send me feedback! January 3rd, 2005 Dylan roared up the side street, the sounds of his mustang reverberating off the rows of houses. It had snowed the night before and the grass and trees were brilliant white with snow and ice. Piles of the dirty snow crowed the curbs where the plows had come through, and the street itself was covered in chunks of rock salt. When he screeched to a halt at a four way stop, the back tires skidded and a spray of white salt shot into the air. Dylan. He must not be used to seeing a red head with a fat ass, wearing a lace thong, grinding on a man’s crotch. Sorry pal, but she’s all mine.“You took her to the Eiffel tower restaurant and bought out the entire place for the two of you?! God, I need a boyfriend. Nah fuck that I need a sugar daddy.”“Don’t hate the player hate the game, kid.”Claire was noticeably jealous of Alex, but it was all in good spirits. We didn’t stay at the hotel long. Alex took off her dress and switched to running gear.