The sheen on her face glistened in the afternoon sun coming through the window. She bent her head and softly kissed her on the mouth. The taste of her...orgasm was smeared over Poppy’s lips and Amanda’s tongue flicked at her, licking it off her as her arms snaked around her, holding her close.“I can feel your heart racing,” Poppy giggled.“Is it any bloody wonder,” Amanda retorted. “I’m not getting any younger.”“Forty-six is nothing. Sure isn’t sixty the new forty now. And anyway, don’t forget. I finally got up and noticed a few moms and single woman looking at me, most of them discretely looking at my cock but one or two were blatantly staring and licking their lips. For some strange reason, their looks gave me a thrill and I slowed down as I walked toward Marie’s cabana.Marie answered the door wearing a short pink and floral satin Kimono robe that was loosely tied in front revealing the cleavage of her pert breasts. She giggled shyly as she noticed my throbbing cock encased in the. Fir maine aapna land uske hotho par raha diya wo dhir dhir land ki topi ko chusne lagi mujhe bada maja aa raha tha … mera land ful kar kuppa ho gaya … fir mai use lita diya or uski chut par aapna muh raha diya ,,,, muh rahte wo macalne lagi .. Uske muh semummuumumumaaa oo haaakar ke siskiya futne lagi mai uski cut 5min tak chusta raha kuch der me wo jar gayi usne choot ka pani mere muh me chod diya ……Fir mai uski tango ke bich me baith gaya or aapna land uski choot par ragadne laga usne mere. “I’d about given up, honey. I was starting to get panicked, whether I should have Tommy drive me over just so I could check on you.”“Why the fuck did you pick that fuckin’ phone up?” I pantomimed to my reflection in the blackened television screen.“Ride the High Country” (1962)The marriage ceremony:- “We’re gathered here in the high mountains in the presence of this august company to join this man and this woman in matrimony.Now, I’m not a man of the cloth, and this is not a religious ceremony..