I switched my stroking action from my knuckle to the cushions of two fingers running up and down her cunt. I became aware of her free flowing pussy j...ices. Part of our individuality as women was the taste of our nectar, each one tastes differently. I’ve already lost count of the number of pussies I sampled that day, but each one was unique and I would never forget their taste. It was like good wine, and if I went down on Catherine, or Victoria, or Maureen, or Isobel, or Prudence blindfolded I. She was so intent on catching Janet that she didn't even notice when her towel came loose and dropped to the floor behind her running feet. If they'd been in their own home Cindy would have realized where Janet was leading her before she chased her into the bedroom at the end of the hall.Before she realized where they were Cindy ran into her sister - who'd somehow managed to discard Cindy's robe as well as her bra and panties in the split second she'd been out of sight. It wasn't until she. Roughly pushing my legs apart kneeling down he licked my cunt “mmmhhhhh kay garam choot hai”. I was shocked to see what he did, never thought that anyone could lick out there. Paresh sir pushed me again he parted my legs and sank his cock in my cunt in a jerk with a strong push. I wailed at the assault “aaaaaaaaahhhhhhh oooooooiiiiiii maaaaaaaaaaaaa”.“Oohhhhhhhhhhhhh”, I moaned, warily looking at him, as Paresh sir entered his full prick deep in my cunt with one stroke. I too was wet, and my. When Sheeba fell in love with me, I became the target of admiration and envy for other college mates. Now Sheeba had another cousin, a plump, sweet girl by the name of Cherry. Now Sheeba and Cherry were diehard pals always together in all the walks of life. Now Sheeba had a constitution that was neither fat nor thin. Sheeba had deliciously extra-sensual thighs and the thighs were deliciously carved with sexy hips. It was a delight to see her walk; she swayed her hips and her hips undulated like.