She brought her hands back up over her breasts, grazing her palms over the rosy nipples so softly, but enough to cause her to gasp sweetly. She heard ...er husband at the doorway, gazing upon her, taking in sharp breaths as she continued her sensual journey. She let her hands trail off, down her breasts, across her near-flat belly and towards her curly bush between her legs, the tangle of hair was something she enjoyed, capturing the scents of her arousal and providing contrast to the smooth skin. Ready to kiss her, she asks about that anticipated shower. You step backwards into it and offer her to join you. She accepts. The curtain is closed as she runs her fingers through your hair and gives a tug at the bottom inch. Pinching her straight fingers together, your hair is locked in and she is able to pull your head back. She kisses your neck and shoulders while you’re in this position. She wanted to taste that part of you for so long, but being polite, she didn’t stay there too long.. Un ki do ladkiya thee aak ka naam jaismeen jis ki age 23 saal thi or dosri sony jis ki age 18 saal thee. Woh log merey sath delhi ghoomney gey to un loogo say mera bahoot hasi mazak khool gaya tha. Sony jo teen age ki thee woh hamesha mujh say bahoot hasi mazak karti thi or haat ka bhi mazak karti thee or car may hamesha front seat par hi beth ti thi or mujh ko hamesha haat say mazak karti thi . 5 , 6 din may ham ney sari delhi goom li or agra janey ka program banaya mari mummy ney kaha ki tum. I watch from behind as she weaved her hands creating magical, glowing letters in an unknown alphabet in the air. She chanted in a familiar language. French, maybe Italian? Huh... A French Demoness? Cute. Then she disappeared just as quickly as she had appeared. I didn't even get the chance to ask her about my new powers before she left, because I was still caught up thinking about demons that happened to also be French.But, I did indeed feel different. Something about me had definitely changed..