Eto nitol shundor dudhgulo or….amar ekta haate ashe na! Or daan haath ta amar buker kach diye niche namte thaklo.Ami or dudh tipte tipte aro jore ka...rate thaklam or thot ar o toh “Aaaaahhhhh aaahhmmmmmm” korte thaklo….ja shune amar bara shokto hoye uthlo. Ami or jamar bhetore haath dhukye du side diyei jamata tulte thaklam kiss korte korte….tarpor or haathduto opore tule or tshirt ta purotai khule fellam. O just ekta black stripe bra pore amar shamne boshe….ar tokhon toh amar nijer chokhke. Rajesh was encouraging me to go steady now she was not licking his dick. He was just sitting on the sofa stroking his dick and watching both of us. Mamata was holding my head down strong against her breasts and was moaning in pleasure. I spend a long time sucking those breast and my arms slowly moved down under her panty to cover her vagina. She held her thighs tight together but I had little difficulty in squeezing my hand between her thighs to explore her vagina over her panties. I was dying. 'And she should take her jeans off.' She said with a huge smirk.'Laura!' The lighter haired girl shouted at her friend. Momentarily I saw the smile leave her face before returning as a grin.'Ok!' The smaller girl said to the surprise of her friend and stepped over to where I was still sitting. Without further ado she undid her belt and unzipped her jeans, before slowly pushing them down over her very feminine hips. I was mesmerised by the sight before me; with the jeans now stuck around her. Blake just smiled his approval.By the time we were two blocks from our building my ass was getting numb. I was finally able to stand up straight and walk at a normal pace instead of that shuffling gait that I had been forced to adopt when I first tried walking with this damned thing in my ass.As we passed the shop where we had picked up the vest, Blake turned and waved. I looked up to see the salesgirl standing in the door of the boutique and grinning. She waved back at Blake and called out,.