The feeling of my gorgeous, blonde-haired, green-eyed, bombshell of a sister lying fully stretched out on top of me with her full weight of ninety-fiv... pounds was heavenly.After raising my lust level to a point just below boiling, she held me at a plateau. With her moist lips, her stroking hand, and her naked skin against me, she kept me gasping in pleasure. She angled to kiss across my jawline, searching for my mouth. I eagerly met her lips with mine; our tongues reintroduced themselves after. Most of these men expect that someone who looks and acts as I do mustbe a “dumb blonde”, but they’re usually surprised to find out that Ihave a straight “A” average and that I’m smarter than they are. I findmost of them silly and amusing.I haven’t had much trouble getting my good grades, and all myinstructors have liked me, so I was distressed last semester with myEnglish professor, a woman of about 35 or so. For some reason, shetook an intense. “Would you like making love to an old woman?” Amba asked as her fingers stroked Tulsi’s cheeks. “With pleasure,” Tulsi replied with a smile of approval. Amba reached out to hug Tulsi again. In all probabilities, Tulsi was at least half a dozen inches taller than Amba, which meant that Amba had to strain her head every time she kissed her. The experienced woman began showing her skills by nibbling Tulsi’s lips as they kissed. Her tongue never seemed to hold back as it kept slipping into Tulsi. Mayny usy kaha k sab sy piyari cheez tum may tumhari bund hy jab tum chalti ho tu mera lun jhuk k tumhari bund ko salam kerta.is per kehny lagi k kia bund marny ka irada tu nahi …may ny kaha k phudi tum apni fermaish pay merwany ai ho or bund meri fermaish py tum mujy do gi kher pehly tu wo na maani lekin mayny usy mana lia.ab mayny usy kaha k lun chuso jitna chus sakti ho mera ab wo mera lun chuas chus k full stand ker chuki thi is baar mera lun pehlay sy b ziada tait tha udhar dosri taraf.