A divine fragrance was emitted as she sashayed towards her lounge and I couldn't help but be captivated by her movements. I was yet to utter a word, m...smerised as I was, but was forced to break the silence when we reached our destination and she turned to me expectantly. "You look... phenomenal," I croaked, my mouth dry, and she laughed before returning the compliment and planting a quick kiss on my lips. I became aware of some delicious smell coming from the direction of her kitchen and. For almost a whole minute he was ready to rip Hanks head off. Jealousy was a bad thing but when Victoria squeezed Jamie’s hand, he knew it was a mistake, there would never be a reason to be jealous, and she loved him. She curled up with her book and he and Hank caught trout, lots of them. Spencer and Annie had gone for a walk, Marshall had brought some paper work with him and he was sitting off on a boulder reading. Samantha, true to her nature had ridden up the hill a little farther so she. Your grip on my throat tightens, restricting my breath for a moment. You turn yourself around releasing my throat, straddling my head and placing your hot, wet, pussy in my face. I try to move my head to reach your dripping core but its just out of reach thanks to the restraints. You lower your head to my own dripping pussy, you place your tongue on my clit which causes my hips to jolt up into your face slightly. I'm left staring at your juicy pussy, wishing to run my tongue through your folds. Atharva stroked his cock across her virgin pussyslit, watching as hot buttery cunt-cream coated the head of his cock. “God, Khushboo’s really creaming.”“Ooooh, Daddy!” Khushboo wailed. “Don’t tease me.” She was shaking, anxious for her father to fuck her. Atharva ignored his daughter’s pleas and continued to torture her. He reached under, grabbed one of Khushboo’s large tits and squeezed. “You’ll get it, Khushboo.” He was seething with desire. “No more fooling around, Khushboo,” he grunted,.