”Charlotte checked Julie out in her black two-piece with a sarong tied around her waist, leaving her midriff bare, and said, “So do you,” and th...n she added, “Damn, I would kill for your abs.”Julie laughed and said, “I was just thinking the same about your tits!”“Well I’ll trade my tits for your cute little ass,” Charlotte replied.“You’re crazy, I have a skinny ass, but I would love that junk that’s in your trunk,” Julie said with a giggle. It was obvious that the wine had melted any. That's exactly what I wanted and I was getting it, the sight of you with spit drooling out of your mouth, over your chin and dripping down onto your erect nipples before continuing to fall onto your thighs was fantastic. You had that one little wisp of hair which kept falling down and covering your pretty face. Something had to be done about that. I approached you from behind and touched your left breast with the palm of my right hand and wiped up some of your saliva with it. I them used my. I went behind her and told her.”Pinky , even i want some milk”(her petname is pinky).She told ok bhaiyya, am gonna pour some for you. Then i started staring at her. She noticed it, and asked why are you staring at me. I told nothing. She then asked me in a firm voice. Bhaiyya what is that smell from you. I told her nothin. She then laughed and told “you are bluffing, i know its alcohol and smoke that made smell like this. Now as she knows i was comfortable with her and told how did she. It was pressed down by the massive pole invading my mouth and unable to move. It was like someone had shaved the fuzz off of a tennis ball and forced it into my mouth. But he expected me to struggle to please him.I rose up on my knees to try and achieve more leverage. Instead of using my neck muscles to apply pressure I leaned my entire body forward, trying to force more of his cock into my mouth with the weight of my body. I ignored my gag reflex. Much to my surprise, gagging wasn't a big.