I went behind her and hugged her and thanked her for this. I removed her bra and was squeezing her boobs from behind and I kept smelling kissing the l...ose bun and then with my teeth I removed her hair tie and the hair fell like a waterfall. What a hair length..!!!I immediately pulled her by her hair made her bent down and took her in doggy style. With every thrust, I pulled her hair. The moment I was about to cum I pulled myself out and came in her mouth. She swallowed it completely. We both. . call cops?...” he managed.She looked over her shoulder and smiled. It lit up her face and her somewhat spiky blonde hair swished.“Nah. I just came back to get some of my shit. Nothin’s missin’, so you can stay if you want. ‘s not my place any more, anyway.”Cameron sighed. A scent caught his nose. His stomach rumbled.“Thanks...” he breathed.“Lana. ‘Thanks Lana,’ ‘s what you mean.”“ ... Lana...” he breathed again. He could smell her. She was fresh, alive, warm-blooded. Good meat. So much better. I guess experience really does matter. He took his hands and moved them through my hair as our kissing got more erotic. He was kissing me all over my face – moving from tongue kissing, sticking his tongue in my ear, and biting my ear lobes. While we were kissing one of his hands lightly touched my breasts.That stimulated my nipple which caused a tingle to run up and down my spine. This was causing me to get really aroused since kissing has that effect on me. I needed to be careful here since. There were only three of them waiting for my brother inmy father’s house as arranged my father, looking fitand athletic despite his 55 years of age; his bestbuddy 60-year-old Kishore wearing his trademark baggypants and white shirt and his black skin shining likeit had been polished with wax; 70-year-old Rudra,another of my father’s friend who is rather fat andugly he works in a tannery so he was stinking muchmore than by brother.Anyway, we reached the motel. My brother.