.kamini : to choom kyun nahi lete meri jawani ko...sahla to chuke hoRaj: apke ishare ka intazaar tha kamini..mera dil to bechain hai tumhare liyekamin...: to choom lo...garam karo mujhe aur chod dalo aaj..Raj: ufff kamini..tumhara jism to sangamarmar sa hai...chikna aur gora..kamini: to is tajmahal ko apne lund ke maal se nahla do aaj..Raaj: uff kaamini...meri jaan...tumhare hath me mera lauda pakad lo..kamini : uff ye to bahut garam ho raha hai..Raj: tumhari choot dekh kar ise bukhar aa gaya hai. .I moved my hands under her shirt and started feeling her skin and boobs.S : ooohhhhhh (She started enjoying it.)She also moved her hand in my t-shirt from the back and started teasing me.Now we stopped kissing and started looking at each other.I lifted her and took her to terrace garden…we moved to the darkest part and pull a sheet and cushion from one of the sofa’s lying there.We started kissing again…She quickly removed my t-shirt.I removed her shirt too and then her bra..My hands were on. There has always been something about seeing a woman piss that gets me rock hard, and before I put my club back in my back I was at full staff. As we drove to her ball, I figured I would play a little joke, and pulled my hard cock out of my zipper. I didn't say anything, I just drove along with it sticking out on full display. After she hit her second shot, she noticed my cock, and gave a quick laugh. As we drove to my ball, she reached over and gave me a few playful jerks while I drove down. Babs knew she had done this herself on countless occasions. She thought of the many times in her youth she had seen Julie's mother, her sister naked. There were some similarities, but mainly Julie had taken on the features of her handsome father. Like him, her hair was blond and fine. She had also assumed his slim build.Another idea occurred to Babs, she picked up her phone from the bedside table and opened the camera app.Moving around the bed she took several pictures of the sleeping girl..