Mene bhabhi ko pakda aur dhire se upar kia aur bhabhi ne ek dum naughty si smile di.Mene bhabhi ka hath pakda aur unhe mere upar leta lia. Mene bhabhi...ki chuni hatake ke side mein rakhi aur bhabhi ka face pakad ke unhe kiss karna chalu kar dia.Kya raseele hoth the.Mene apna ek hath dhire se unke suit ke ander daala aur unki bra ka hook khol dia aur unki bra bahar nikal di. Ab unke boobs free ho chuke the aur meri chest pe ek dum chipak gae the.Mene bhabhi ka suit utara aur bhabhi ko bed pe leta. ”“Hey, Brooke’s very selective who she dates,” Stacey said, loyal to a fault.“I agree,” Kimber responded, clearly on a roll, “and I admire selective sluttiness, especially for a sheltered suburbanite like Brooke here. It’s been good for her to experiment with her sexual allure. What’s the good in being passably pretty if you don’t flaunt it a little? Wear the sporty types on your arm, tease study tips out of the geeks …”“That was once.” Brooke had cut in before that story could go any further.. The jibs were no problem, we simply dropped them when we tacked, then raised them again once we’d crossed the wind. That was a simple matter of several men pulling or releasing a line, while someone else gathered together the fabric as it came down, or spread it out as it went up.The sails, though, needed manpower. It was the reason that square sails weren’t used much in modern Earth. We needed eighteen men to shift a sail when we tacked. Six of them were up on the yard, while twelve of them. Unke kangan ki chan chan aawaz. Aur siskane ki aawaz. Kuch kuch badabada rahi thi.Maine ab jhat se unke boobs ko mere muh mein lekar. Chuste huye gand ko dabate nipples ko. Dato se upar khichate nochana shuru kiya. Woh pagalo ki taraha. Mere neche chatapata rahi thi. Pani se nikli machali ki tarha.Main unke woh bade bade boobs. Jitana ho sake, pura muh mein lekar chusne laga. Chabane laga love bite karne laga. Kabhi kabhi unke nabhi mein jeebh ghusakar chatata. Aur pet ke masal gole ko dato.