"Say, uh, I have to go take care of something," I said. "I gotta pee." No fair!" she said with a playful pout. "I have to go too!"Really? Was this goi...g to come out now, too?Tina had, for as long as I'd known her, used an odd turn of phrase on many occasions: she would say something like, "They were so close they practically peed together." The first few times she said it, I thought nothing of it. But after a while, I kind of made note of it. Also, on several other occasions, she had mentioned. He was wrongthough, I could imagine just the facial expression and tone of voice touse when I knelt in front of him and begged him to cum on my face. Thenjust cup his balls until he was hard again and lay back. Take him acouple of premature tries, but he'd fuck me just fine. Don't do it yetthough, wait until I had a different body.There, that was what was wrong. I smiled triumphantly."Whatever John. Just... just, whatever. OK?" He looked at Dan whonodded, then he picked up the first. She playfully teased her clitoris using the thin golden chain in her slit, and her red cherry ornament bobbed feverishly between her legs as she repeatedly worked her fingers in and out of her tight little bald pussy. The sight of the young child servicing herself propelled me even closer to my own climax, but I was determined to hold back as long as possible against Jennifer’s relentless oral assault upon my manhood. I felt her tongue drag once again over the tip of my penis, though, and. Bhabhi was well dressed in embroidered pink chiffon sari and matching colour blouse. She has kept her long, black silky hair loosened and worn jasmine garland with the help of clip. She had coated her luscious lips with dark red colour, satin lipsticks and matching colour glittering nail polish on finger and toe nail. She had worn new sparkling golden Balis (hoop earring) and neck chain. She had already dyed her palm to wrist with henna. She had worn onto wrist golden charm bracelets and.