As she lay back on my bed, she slowly spread her legs, affording me a glorious view of her beautiful pussy. Though my cock was aching to enter that ca...ern of delight, I could not help but go down for a better look, which was, of course, exactly what she wanted. Her neatly trimmed brown bush was even more beautiful up close, and I noticed her shudder when my warm breath met it. Though she was still wearing her shorts, I was in no hurry to remove them. Sliding the crotch to the side, I could feel. Ab evening me aditya as gaya or kuchh der chay pine ke bad hum mere room me aa gayeHum tino study karne lage garmi ke din the to priyanka boli ki main naha lu pahle garmi hai bhot or chali gayi…Maine idea lagaya or maine kaha ki aditya tu study kar main jara upar chat se kapde utar kar lata hu .Main chala gaya or upar jal me se chillar dekhne laga bathroom mere room ke samne hi tha to priyanka nightsuit lekar bathroom me chali gayi or q mint bat aditya key hole se bathroom me dekhne laga or. I guess if I had to describe our relationship in one word, the word would not be love. I’m also pretty sure that knowing what I knew now, the word would probably also not be permanent.The word that seemed to fit most was, “comfortable.”Betty and I fit together well. And I mean that both literally and figuratively.I hadn’t been very thorough in going through the material. I hadn’t listened to any of the conversations. I hadn’t done more than glanced at the video.It was all too new ... it was too. I shoot her a look and she leans forward and whispers in my ear, "This feels nice Humph. Your ass feels fucking hot in Lace." Her hands slide all over the back of my ass slowly, I close my eyes to really concentrate on how it feels. My cock is now fighting against the front of my panties and is lurching up and down as if gasping for air. "Lean forward my little panty wearing slut," Emmy says in a low sultry tone. I don't know if it's the drink talking but I have never heard Emmy talk like this.