Perfect in every way, and each capped with a deep brown areola and a puffy nipple.Her stomach was flat and lean, muscles quite evident. There was a sp...rkling stud in her belly button opening, I thought it beautiful, I hadn’t imagined anyone having one there. A small patch of golden hair at her mound, it had obviously been trimmed and shaped.Then I saw the top of her pussy lips. The lips were much more evident than mine were. They were two, distinct wings, standing high and hiding her. However, in the back of his mind, the very idea of passing his genes on to a married white female, and at the full consent of the husband (the so-called 'cuckold') was more than he could ever dream or hope for; and so, of course, he was going to 'take advantage' of that incredible set of circumstances. He was only human after all! Plus, the sex itself was fantastic. There was also the 'taboo' nature of fucking some other man's wife that was perhaps the deepest, and sweetest attraction of all.. Arthur licked his lips. He had the coin and a buyer if he was quick. He glanced at the small hill of boxes and knew the price, in general, was going to dip drastically once they were all on the market. “Done,” he croaked and fished the coins out of his pouch to pay.Ricky dropped two boxes on the counter of the stall, making it bounce. “Each bag has anti-theft. Place your hand on both boxes, and until you sell them or use them, they are yours and will return to you if stolen.”Arthur did as he. My heavy boobs started juggling very sexily below the towel as I ran and I tried to cover that with my hands. I completed the three laps continuously crying for help and finally Mr. Pyaremohan grabbed my hand and pushed me forcefully onto the sofa. The sofa was wide enough to accommodate my whole body and as I fall on the sofa there was a deep vibration due to my body weight. Mr. Mangeskar: Cut! Very nice! Anita, you need to get down from the sofa once and give an exclusive shot. Actually I.