Tho der me sangita ne mere muh me apna sara mal chod diya, mene sara mal pi gaya chut ko chat ke saf kardi ab me bhi jad ne vala tha mene jor jor se s...ot marne laga land gale tak jaraha tha. Ek jor se shot mara sara pani sangita ke muh me chod diya usne sara pani pi liya land ko jibh se saf kar diya, fir ham sidhe hoke ek dusre ke hotho ko kiss karne lage the. Me uske bol ko dabata kiss karta who mere land ko hila hila keKhada kar rahi thi. Thodi der me land khada ho gaya ab me sangita ke do. It didn't occur to her, since it was also a cunt-lapping position.But it occurred to Kingfisher.And there was one difference.Marylou, as she knelt over Rachel's cunt, had been wearing shorts and her cunt was not available. But Rachel was wearing a dress and that dress was hiked up to her tits and as her shapely ass hiked up her flooded cunt was naked--and accessible.Haunches lowered, moving stealthily, as if stalking a rabbit, Kingfisher advanced toward his prey. It was a far more thrilling. Her hair was more brown and a little longer than Amy’s and she also had brown eyes but a little bit lighter. Tonight she was wearing light blue v-neck top that showed a little of her new cleavage and a pair of skinny jeans that were so tight they looked like they were painted on.Finally, there was Carly, who was a year older than the other two girls and had the shape to show for it. A nice round heart-shaped ass and full tits that were like two perfect mounds rising from her chest. She was. In that moment she could see her boy so satisfied and free and a part of her longed for that freedom. The freedom of not knowing what the cruel world had to offer and what it wouldn't. The freedom to believe in that ‘first love’ that would probably leave his heart torn in two if not more than that. The freedom to be naïve. She craved that youthful innocence and she watched it symbolically squirting in the air from her boys engorged organ. Once he opened his eyes and realized he wasn't alone.