Rashmi too hugged him tightly while both continued sucking each other’s lips and tongue. Gautam slowly took his palm below to feel the nice fleshy c...eeks of her ass. He pressed her ass slightly and she moaned while still playing with his tongue inside her mouth. She closed her eyes not caring for what Gautam could do with his hands on her naked body.Gautam continued rubbing his palm on her ass, waist, and explored the crack of her ass with his fingers. Though windy yet Rashmi’s skin was all. Once I had the power to open then, the first thing I saw was Tristan massive bubble butt hovering over my face."I've peeped the way you be staring at the players asses during practice, so here, now you got it up close and personal so handle ya biz," Tristan commented as he squatted down over my face. His two pillow like ass muscles naturally parted as he lowered revealing his tight cheerio looking puckered hole. I stuck my tongue out and as soon as the tip of my tongue made contact with his. She stood and began to unbutton her shorts."Ahh, excuse Miss, but what... '"Damn it, a tick or something is biting the shit out of me and I can't get at it." She pulled her shorts down and stepped out of them. She straightened up just enough to grab the waist band of her panties, white cotton, bikini cut, and pull them down too. She cleared some papers off of my desk and sat down in front me placing her feet on the arms of my chair. I was stunned. Just inches from my face was a nearly hairless. Naturally questions were asked who the sage was, and the pundits replied that Vatsya was the author of the standard work on love in Sanskrit literature, that no Sanskrit library was complete without his work, The 'Aphorisms on Love,' by Vatsyayana, contains about one thousand two hundred and fifty slokas or verses, and are divided into parts, parts into chapters, and chapters into paragraphs. The whole consists of seven parts, thirty-six chapters, and sixty-four paragraphs. Hardly anything is.