It was then I saw Mary, slim and trim with short blond hair, she made her way to the bar where I was standing, wearing a form fitting black outfit wit... black ankle booties and looking hot. Turning she asked "Could you recommend a good Jamaican drink", caught off guard I managed to asked if her preference were sweet or straight and when she said sweet I suggested a 7-layer Jamaican Ice Tea. I watched her sip the drink and continued sipping on mine, while checking her out in my most inconspicuous. She suddenly stopped. ‘Your turn to do something, lazybones,’ she said with a grin. She got off of him, turned round and pressed her pussy into his face. Ted felt overwhelmed by her smell and her warmth and he stuck out his tongue and touched her. She moved her hips to ensure the best contact, and took his cock in her hands. Ted parted her pussy lips with his fingers and drank in her looks – the beautiful colours, the glistening labia and the down of soft hairs around them, and then he put his. The wind had a biting chill, and my wet clothes did not make matters better. Even after a few swigs of the rotgut rum ( we left the water back at the site, so we had to gulp it neat ) I was shivering a bit. I tried to wrench as much water out of the shirt as I could, but it was not posible to wring it while wearing. Somebody sugested that they extinguish the candle, while I remove the shirt, wrung water out of it, and wore it again. After a few rounds of protest, I agreed to it. Under the cover. Usne kahaa ki theek hain gaal ka chumma le lo. maine kahaa ki mujhe gaal ke saath saath hotho ka bhi chumma chahiye. thodi na nukar ke baad usne mujhe chumma de diya. uske hotho ka chumma lete waqt main jannat me tha. main uske hotho par se saari lipstick kha gayaa. hotho par chumma lete waqt main uske boobs bhi dabaa rahaa tha. uske boobs bilkul makhan ki tarah mulayam or bade bade the around38. ab maine bhabhi se phone par bhi baate karne lag gayaa tha. bhabhi mujhse pyaar karne lagi thi.