I was wearing a baby blue color, sleeveless Punjabi salwar kurta. This kurta has a low cut neck and was hugging my body and I kind of was feeling sexy...from inside. Whenever I dress a little provocatively, I feel sexy and flaunt myself a little bit. While we were busy looking sarees, I noticed stared on myself. Girls generally have this instinct; they can make out when someone stares at them with lust, even though they might not even look at the person. So I looked on my right and found a tall. "Well," I put my hand behind her head and urged her mouth toward my cock,"just put the head in your mouth. Just the head. Just for a minute or two." Connie shrugged and said,"Well it doesn't taste bad so...."she leaned forward and slid her mouth down over the crown . "Oh yea, oh fuck...just like that.....lick it while it's in your mouth...oh fuck that's great!" I groaned as she rubbed her tongue over the head. "Take as much as you can into your mouth." I urged. Connie pushed her mouth down over. You can almost see the bodies move, you can hear them breath in unison as they approach the climax together. Why an artist who was capable of producing such a masterpiece would choose to spend his life painting boring landscapes is beyond me."Mirella didn't know what to say. Harry certainly had a way of talking about the drawing which left her excited and wanting to feel what these people were experiencing. They were standing side by side looking at the drawing.After a while Harry asked, "How. She figured it was going to be something that would make her look like a frump. Women could be such bitches when it came to fighting over a man."Well, she was wearing a loin clothe that came down to her knees. The loin clothe was transparent and embroidered with gold thread. It was held up with a gold chain around her waist. Other than that, she was naked. She had an identical outfit for you," Sid answered."Huh?" Cynthia said imagining what the other woman must have looked like if she was.