"Madame Cornelius' blades were wide and rough, covered with burrs, designed for scarification. Her fingers danced across Spyderchylde's naked torso, d...gging furrows from her nipples diagonally to her waist, and then continuing on to form the other lines that were the framework of a spider web. When she was finished, a thick sheen of blood extended from the woman's chest to her pubis."I need water to wash her so that I can see to continue," Madame Cornelius called out, only to be countermanded. .isle toh me apko ye sab bata rahi ho.Meine unko haath pakad kar apne legs par betha liya or kiss karne laga.. wo bahut acche se kiss kar rahi thi .hum log kafi der kiss karte rahe.fir meine usse kaha ki tum toh bahut accha kiss karti ho ,lagta hai kafi ladko k saath smooch kiya hai tumne ..usne kaha nahi me or meri friend karte hai..video dekh kar ..ap pehle ladke ho jis k saath me ye kar rahi ho. Me smile karte huye uske lips ko suck karne laga or apka right boobs ko press karne laga . meine. "How many times have we made love now?" I asked. "Three, but I sucked you off when you took a little nap, so three and a half," she answered with a big smile suddenly illuminating her beautiful face. It was still very youthful even as she was nearing her late forties. "I love you," I said. "I love you,' Mom responded. The fading late afternoon sun washed over our naked bodies, entangled on the blanket. She holds my cock by its base and guides me into her sweet receptive cunt. In this early. She must have been not more than 20-22 that time and in her prime of youth. Being a village woman, she was always in very bright saree and had her head covered with the same till the eyes and she used a lot of bright colorful bangles matching her saree almost till the ankles.At a first glance anybody would notice three things about Champa – her swaying walk, making her waist swing from side to side and her rumps dance, her bust which protruded out even in all the orthodox covers of her saree.