Trying to pull the shirt straight, the sliding vestment rubs her newlytender bosom. His hands, folded back, move as a stray thought elicits atentative...response. Fingers cautiously approach the swell of a moundand, softly, skim the moulded cotton. The sensation rich and sweet, thesecond hand mimics its neighbour. The senses invoked by these simplegestures lures her thoughts, the phantom of pleasure dancing through herbrain, while her caresses grow heavier. Intrigued, the pleasure invitingfurther. Her nipples still taut, her pussy fresh and clean and she liked what she saw. She began running her hands over her breasts and down to her pussy when all of a sudden a voice says, “Like what you see?” It was Sandy smiling. . It startled Darlene momentarily, turning towards the sound of the voice her robe wide open and a perfect view for Sandy. Sandy could not take her eyes off of Darlene’s breasts. In Sandy’s love making at home, Darlene was always a topic in her fantasy with her husband. Never. "I've never hit a woman. So what's itgoing to be? We can take a seat on the couch over there, finish ourglass of wine over some pleasant conversation or would you rather gohome with a black eye, a fat lip and maybe some bruised ribs." I gasped. "Are you a man, a man named Jay?" he asked again. I gasped andstruggled once again but it was no use. I had to comply so I answered."I...I'm J...June," I gasped. "And?" he continued."I...I'm the p...pretty little neighbor l...lady who l...lives. Divya pehle se hi ready thi. Sirf nighty pehni thi. Mere jate hi nighty utar di aur puri nangi ho gayi. Uska figure kamaal ka tha. 34-28-34 maine kabhi nahi dekha tha aur woh bhi pura gora badan.Main use chumne laga. Woh dheere dheere mere kapde utarne lagi. Main uske pure body ko chum raha tha, uske chuchiyo ko daba raha tha, chus raha tha. Usne mera underwear khola aur lund hath mein lekar boli- Tabhi Neha tere liye itna pagal hai.Aur mera lund chusne lagi. Maine use wahi sofe pe lita diya.