Me bht nashe me ho gai mujhse baitha bhi ni ja rha tha to me lait gaiMene ek top pehna tha jiske neck pr button the jo pta ni kb khul gye jb me leti t... meri cleavage dikhne lagi or skirt upar hone ki wahah se meri panty bhi dikh rhi thiShivam ne achanak meri cleavage pr hath fer dia me boli kya kr rha h pr nashe ki wajah se hath ni hata pai…Fir usne meri chuchi dabani shuru kr di to me ulta hokr let gai taki wo chhu na pae usne rohit ko bahar bheja or meri panty utar kr mere gand me apna lund. She suddenly felt a tongue lick up her wet lips just barely touching her clit which reacted by giving her a jolt and bringing all of her senses back to it. Was it the mans tongue? She struggled to get her senses working, it had to be the mans tongue she was straight! The thought of lesbianism had always disgusted her. She couldn’t even watch porn with it in though she knew that men seemed to get excited by it. She felt a liquid being poured into her belly button, and that started her excitement. Whore-perfect makeup in shades of pink and purple with dark mascara..Rosy cheeks..Glossy pink lips..Alan said he wanted me to look like a whore when I showed up, and to be dressed in the outfit he had ordered and mailed to my post office box earlier in the week. I looked every bit as feminine as a real girl would, thanks to my makeup practice over the years, but this ridiculous outfit called attention to me in ways that would practically call me out in an instant I stepped into the light... Not. Only the thin lace material guarding my pussy. As her tongue brushed my pussy mound, I felt my pussy moisten, her tongue pressed my sex, and I was conscious of a flow of juices soaking my underwear.Shelly pressed her hands into my panties, pulling them from my pussy. The cool air and her heaving breath, gave me a tingle. She pulled the material aside, and I felt her tongue press between my labia. My pussy lips opened, as a small moan escaped from somewhere deep inside my stomach. I raised my.