The deeper she went the more Marsha moaned. Sandy wanted this to last and pulled back and lightly ran her tongue over her labia and up to her clit. As...soon as she touched her nubbin, Marsha gasped and grabbed her head. Sandy no longer had any control. She simple kept her tongue busy and Marsha moved her head where she wanted it. Soon Marsha pulled her face deep in the cunt and started to fuck her face. Breathing became difficult, but Sandy kept licking working to satisfy her current mistress.. Aur main wapas aa gayi hu apni agli kahani ke sath. Jo log mujhe nahi jaante, woh ye jaan le ki main apki hot bhabhi hu jiske baare mein soch kar ap dil khol ke apna lund hila sakte hai.Main 34 saal ki hu aur koi kamsin kali nahi hu. Balki har mard ka lund jisko dekhke pant se bahar aane lagta hai woh aurat hu. Mere gore-gore bade stann aur meri matakti gaand ke sabhi deewane hai.Mere pati ‘Ghosh Babu’ meri chut ki garmi nahi nikaalte to mujhe doosre mardo ka sahara lena padta hai. Jo bistar. To my surprise and delight, the female who's name turned out was Jane, came and sat next to me, with her partner Bill next to her. So there she was, sandwiched between us.He was bald. She on the other hand had lots of long blonde hair which kept obscuring her face as the wind blew it about. However, what she did have that were prominently on display were two of the longest shapeliest sun kissed legs I have ever seen in my life, shown off to the full by her micro denim shorts that she was. I had on a pair of dark bluejeans, with a black low cut top, and one my feet I had on my navy bluestilettos that i wore to work, as I wanted to see make sure the skirtI bought matched my shoes. This alarmed me when I was getting dressedthat morning. "Am I starting to think like a woman," I thought tomyself. I took a few skirts of the rack, and went into the changingrooms, kicking off my heels and peeling off my jeans, and startedtrying the different skirts on. The one I felt fitted best was.