"Well," Lonna declared, "now that that little issue is taken care of -shall we go see what the countess wants?" Taken care of?" Melissa repeated, bare...y able to believe what she washearing. "Isn't it really bad if Sorissa was spying on us this wholetime? Like. Won't she know what we're after? And where we are rightnow? And... Everything?" You don't need to tell me what it means," Lonna grumbled, glaring atMelissa. "If this is real, every bit of freedom I've ever had was justsome sick joke from. Her hands were moving in time with the women on the screen, who were now squeezing and sucking on each other’s tits. Nicole’s hands slid to the buttons on the shirt, quickly unbuttoning the top 3 before pulling the shirt open to reveal her pert breasts. Her hands were moving more quickly around her tits, pinching her nipples. Matt saw that as she pinched her nipples, she would also pull up on them a little, making them very hard, sticking straight up. He also felt his cock continue to grow. Just like any other young guy, I too had a crush on older women.To begin with, I used to study in a nearby college and lived with my mom. I had a friend in my college whose name was Karan. Karan was from a very rich south Mumbai family. His dad was a rich businessman and his mom ran her own garment business. During my college days, I used to often visit his place.My friend’s mom Garima was quite friendly with us and a broad-minded lady. I and my friend Karan would often have drinks with his mom. "Jesus PJ, you guys are fuckin' late," she said, looking reallypissed off. She had to have been the boldest woman we'd everhad; this was going to be sweet. She wasn't what you'd callconventionally attractive. She was different, kind of like oneof those singers that you see on the country music channelsinging about sex in a Nashville double entendre sort of way,playing a guitar with a lot of appropriate girl muscles. I was getting hard thinking about how good it would be to holdher down as she.