Maine usse kahan ki kabhi ghar ana. Wo haskar chalai gayi, main bhi has raha tha.Agle din hum fir mile, maine use station par dekha, aur pucha, itne b...ir mei jaegi ya khali train mei charegi, usne kaha ki isi mei chalte hain, hum dono chad gaye, bohot bhir thi, wo meri taraf murke khadi thi aur main uski taraf murke. Uske bade boobs mere chati pe dabe the, usne bra nahi pehni thi, uski moti nipples main saaf mehsoos kar sakta tha. Mujhe ajeeb laga to miane thori doori banai, to wo fir haste hue. " It took everything he had to dash away his shyness to speak those words. He stood up to face him, an action not out of resentment, but by curiosity. His words halted before he slowly turned his heel to him. Their eyes met and then a sudden jolt of pleasure pricked Wes, sending a shiver of goosebumps across his skin."Of course it is," he commented. Deep green eyes, bold as his stature, locked on to the quivering redhead. He stepped forward, closing the gap between them, making his heart. "You were very brave during the war. I'm so proud of you I could bust." I'd like to see your busts right about now," he whispered in her ear."You saw them," she whispered back. "You were sucking on them just last night. We fucked like rabbits if you recall." I want to do the same tonight in our hotel room," he grinned. "And do it with all the lights on so when I'm slamming me into you, I can watch those busts shake. I love it!" You'll have to feed me first. I want a nice dinner in one of those. I draw my teeth over her left nipple as my thumb and forefinger rotate around her right. Her hand slips under her skirt and begins to move slowly. I continue to feast on her, as she pushes her fingers against herself with greater urgency. Cat like she climbs onto the bar, her eyes fixed on me, threatening me not to stop the attention her breasts are enjoying. Swinging her legs over the beer pumps, her skirt now hitched up at the waist, she sits on the bar and parts her legs. I look down to see.