I tweaked them one by one and then kissed them and sucked them silently. She sighed but I shushed her to stop her waking Julie.As I searched farther d...wn her back there was what seemed like string but was her G-string panties. I gently squeezed her bum cheeks as my fingers found her crack. My cock twitched as much as it could in her grasp and she stroked her hand up to my helmet and down again. It was difficult to hold back a loud groan.I explored further with my fingers to her slit, her very. Lag bhag 30 min. bad mamta boli tum mere gand maro. Mene kaha I love to. Lekin kaise? Wo boli me batadungi. Maine kaha tumhe ye kaise pata, wo boli animal sex. Sayad tumne kavi mark nehi kiya. Maine kaha dog jaise karte he, wo boli haan. To hum dono tayar hogaye. Wo kuch oil le aayi. Phir mamta ne mere sare sarir per kis kiya aur sensitive area ko chusa. Me ek dum se ready hogaya. Mera lund v ready. Phir usne kuch oil le kar mere lund ko malish kiya. Abhi mera lund shining kar rahatha aur aisa. Further down, her firm mound displayed a tight slit of soft, two-toned flesh…light rosebud-pink folds outlined by dark pink protruding lips. At the top of the slit sat a delicate, pale pink hood…very soft and sensitive to the touch…and nestled inside that fleshy sheath was an even more sensitive and succulently ripe little love bud, a glorious pink pearl capable of blossoming with her growing excitement into a rigid, throbbing…sometimes even demanding…miniature little shaft of pure pleasure.. I'm nothing more than a slut. I'm a woman he fucks. I'm someone he uses like a sex toy and trades to other men for goods or just because it amuses him to watch them use me, too.And that's fine with me. It turns me on, too. I don't want to live my life this way. Not forever. But for now ... well, it's pretty fucking exciting being a sex toy for a man I don't like.I must have enjoyed a dozen desperately needed orgasms before Josh finally removed his lips and talented tongue from my superheated.