It was transparent near the shoulders through which I was able to peak at her red bra. She welcomed me with a huge smile.I went in and explained to he... the scenario. She said that I can use her restroom to get fresh.Fareen: Hey handsome, do you need juice or milk?Saif: I need milk from your boobs and juice from your tits!Fareen: Naughty guy, it is not the right time. You will get it another day.Saif: Would love to have you now..Fareen: Am gonna take a bath, you drink this lemon juice till. "Mmmmm, you're a big girl. Size nine, I think. I'll be right back." Then before she rose, I watched her lips kiss the instep of my foot, and her tongue lick at the skin. It sent a sensual thrill upwards, ending at my groin, as she rose to her feet, her eyes still focused on my pussy.I should explain that like most women, I had been approached by other women occasionally, and never acceded to their attempts at seduction. But in the last month, as I relaxed into the nasty but fulfilling. Every inch of me felt alive - my stockingedlegs against hers, the slight rustle as our knickers touched when herlength filled me, the satin of the bed head across my nipples under thecups of the baby-doll.Just as I thought I was going to scream, Sara did something. It quitetook my breath away.The length she was using to beat out a rhythm in my tortured assstarted to vibrate. I hissed in shock - but as soon as I registeredbuzzing inside me, it stopped. I let out a huge sighing moan which wascut. He heard movement upstairs. He knew was time to leave and get back to the real world. Then to his horror he heard someone coming down the stairs. He would never make it to the bathroom in time much less the sofa. It took Sherry a moment to comprehend the situation until his eyes obviously gave it away. She now fully understood the dilemma at hand. They both were wise enough to remain completely quiet. And Brent knew how he was going to manage this.Since he always went running most mornings,.