He gets between my feet, curled toes dangling off the side of the bed, and teases my dripping slit by sliding his thickness up and down my entry. My t...es curl even tighter at the stimulation, a breathy blend of sighs and moans escaping my mouth. With one hand resting on the small of my back, thumb pressing and prodding at my tightest hole, he surges forward.His manhood fills me completely once more, heavy balls carried by the momentum slap against the upper portion of my pink pussy. As he. . You know what, don’t you?”Of course I knew.It was now Savita’s turn. She had to wait for an opportune day. Eventually the fateful day came up. Savita Bhabhi had been a mother to me and I did not relish the idea of fucking her but we had no other option. Besides she was nearing menopause and was left with limited time to produce a baby.As soon as the two of us were left alone she closed her eyes. I took her in my arms and kissed her lips. She bore it passively without opposing. I did not. ” She let those words dangle for a few seconds. “You said that this morning, and now you're saying it again. Are you getting nervous or something?”“No, no. I was just wanting you not to feel like I'm pressuring you into something you don't want to do,” I said. When she didn't say anything back, I just kept talking. “I... well maybe I am a little nervous.”“Maybe you should be,” she said.“Why is that?”“Well Carolyn and I had a nice trip to the store today. You know how girls talk.”“Oh?” I was. I lift my fingers to my mouth to lick your juices from them. It is your version of honey and I can never get enough.After you recover, I pull you close for a hug. Your hand slides down the front of my skirt. I feel your fingernails scrape my bare legs just below my skirt. As your fingers slide up under my skirt, you pull me close and cover my mouth with yours. Your tongue enters my mouth and wages a battle with my own. Your hand caresses me under my skirt, but continues to ignore the spot where.