Monique and I touched each other’s bare arms held hands and smiled. We flirted with each other all through dinner. We let each other know that we wa...ted each other bodies. It’s so simple for women. I feel sorry for men sometimes. It’s like they come equipped with a hammer not a scalpel and manoeuvre like drunks in an earthquake. It may have been the Merlot or it may have been my demanding cunt, but when we got all snuggled up, Thomas and I in the love seat and Monique and Patrice on the couch I. Her white cotton dress hugged her well in all the right places. It nipped in at her waist, and shimmed effortlessly off her bottom, accentuating her vivacious curves and sexual figure. Her long black hair was tied back in a half-plait, the curls at the end tumbling over her shoulder, shining like silk in perfect contrast with her clear, lightly tanned skin. A fine sheen of sweat clung to her body, and she shone in the light with a surreal radiance that invoked a stirring in the loins of many a. Aur office me ayi aur bate karne lagi.Usne kaha kai bahar coffy pite par sach bolu muje coffy pasand nahi he to mene kaha yar muje thoda kam he aur muje coffy pasand bhi nahi he.Usne kaha thik he pa kabhi hamari sath bhi coffy pini chahiye, hum itne bure bhi nahi he jo tum hamre sath kabhi coffy pine nahi ate.Mene kaha ki boss to he uske sath to roj piti ho ap to fir dusre ke sath kyu? Usne kaha yar pehle bhi bataya he tumko mujko koi sokh nai he uske sath coffy pine ka but kya kare mujburi he. She fucked me with the same intensity as she had Amanda, with slow, full strokes, as she squeezed and kneaded my ass, cum leaked from my own un touched cock, and my moans of pleasure were muffled by as Amanda’s soaking slit sprayed my face with yet another release of her juices. Janet was spouting lewdness as she fucked me with full fury, “spread that ass you hot little slut”, “take that dick”, she moaned. I was used to Amanda’s strap-on, but this was incredible, I could feel Janet’s cock.
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