.. it would all be about the touch... as my finger multiplied its slides along your slit, you responded with louder moans... then my finger during ano...her random slide, it would cleverly push your bikini to the side, revealing your bare pussy...unable to admire it with my eyes I had to content myself with savoring its presence through my finger... the first touch was always electric... your dripping wet plump pussy would send jolts along my spine... I always adored how wet your pussy got.. it. We got seats in a corner. There was no one else in our row. I fell asleep after about 15 minutes as I felt it boring. But my aunt and mom were very interested. I woke up just in time to see the words intervals flashing on screen. I was so tired that I didn’t raise my head. I saw Smitha aunty going outside towards the toilet.Within 5 minutes, the movie had resumed but there was no sign of Smitha aunty. Finally after 5 more minutes she came panting towards mom. Aunt Smitha whispered something in. Soldier. Your mother or father. Childhood friend. Pet."He nodded, thinking."President."And there, before him sat the president. He reached out his hand."Give me five. I've gotta tell this one to everybody."The president reached out, and gave him a high five. He laughed."Okay, okay. Can you do me?"Sure enough, across from him, sat himself. He looked over everything, in awe and fascination."Can you do my father?"Once more, there he was. He set his mug down, looking at the man's features. And he. Suddenly she groaned in ecstasy, then shouted “No! Not yet!” She quickly pulled out of my mouth and staggered over to the chaise, spunk dripping from her. “I want you inside me, now. What is your name?” “Francis” I replied. “Well Francis, get undressed and fuck me, pleeeease!” Honey kicked her mules away and her exquisite feet were now fully exposed, imparting a heightened sense of her abandonment to the situation and further increasing the sexual tension in the room. I was transfixed by the.