Delights of life and thoughts are varied. Ever changing, with each molecule charged positively with its brain’s pulses, My thought is ‘that’ tho...ght and is only its purist and most truthful at the moment it is written. At times, even the purist and truthful thought that was to have been an absolute truth somehow was later revealed to be just a step upon a quest for wisdom. But this is how we grow. One foot before the other. Step by step. It is a never-ending cycle of moving forward. To Me, the. She put them on the bed and then removed a black chiffon sari and its matching sleeveless blouse from the cupboard.“You still aren’t gone? Go and check the windows and everything.” She went to the door and pushed him lightly. He also left laughing. She closed the door and again went to the bed. She removed the towel from her body and was completely naked. She looked at her body in the mirror and smiled at herself. She was not exceedingly beautiful, but even then she could have enticed any man.. “Fuck!” I gritted my teeth as the heat of her cunt assaulted my engorged phallus. Her pussy was beyond amazing. I moved both hands to her ass and starts bouncing her up and down. Her tits were moving in tandem with her bouncing and I was enraptured by those massive jiggling orbs.Alia was biting down on her lips seductively as she stared down on me while riding my dick. She arched her back to thrust her chest out further, making her boobs jiggle even more. I firmly gripped her asscheeks and. And that's not all. The front of those tight shorts just molded her pussy, clearly outlining the lips of her cunt. She couldn't possibly have been wearing panties. But it was the top she chose to wear that shocked me the most. It was a cut-off man's undershirt, the athletic kind with straps. And it was just barely long enough to cover her bra-less breasts. Most of the time. But if she leaned just right, or stretched just right, the tight material pulled high enough for a clear view of the.