Pressing the rigid length of her cock against Alayne's abdomen, Cicale chuckled.Her laugh was deep and warm, and standing as they closely as they were... Alayne could feel the vibration of it through her body.Their lips parting, Cicale and Alayne watched each other wordlessly, their quickened breaths mingling; Cicale's green eyes were filled with lustful mischief, Alayne's blue ones with puzzled astonishment."How?" Alayne asked, shaking her head in wonder; her chestnut waves tickling Cicale's. Lower. To her thighs. Her inner thighs. Between her thighs. Oh my god! She’s not wearing any panties! And she’s dripping wet! She hasn’t been this wet since… I can’t even remember. Her wetness is smeared all around her pussy. As soon as I brush her inner lips and clit a short soft moan escapes her. I keep running my finger up and down her inner lips and clit and enter her just a little with my tips. Softly. Gently. Less pressure is more intense. I know she likes that. I keep repeating it. Again. We met one morning at her apartment. I had taken the day off work. I brought her a pair of simple but beautiful gold earrings, and she blushed as she put them on. We were silent together, my eyes lingered in hers, and I reached toward her to embrace her. Every touch was electric. My heart throbbing almost painfully in my chest. She was trembling a bit too. As we kissed, our tongues met right away, dancing and wrestling with each other. I am 5’11’, slim and fit, thinning hair, average. They both thought that I was the perfect guy to start their adventurous threesome sex life.The day we all were aspiring came true, and I went to their place. It’s Harry who opened the door, he is into his 30s with a dark complexion and lost his body shape. I was waiting to see his wife and all of a sudden Sejal came from her room in a t-shirt & skirt. I can clearly see her curves over the t-shirt and her revealing thighs were a dream to watch, I am continuously gazing at her plump boobs and.