Aur fir maine ek hath se uska boobs dabane laga.Aur fir usne mere lund pe apna hath rakha ar fir usse sahlane lagi aur dekhte hi dekhte hmne ek doosre...ke kapde utar diye.Aur fir maine uske boobs ke nipple ko touch kiya aur usse chosne laga.Aur fir dhere dhere uske peth ko kiss arte hue uski chuth ki taraf badhne laga.Aur fir jab uski saalvaar ki nare khole aur salvar ko niche giraya.Aur fir maine usse sofeh pe leta diya ab uski chooth aur mere mooh ke bech me uski chadhi hi thi jispe maine apna. I continued to slide in until my nuts pressed up against her asscheeks. The sensation of her pubic hair caressing my flesh was extraordinary. I immediately knew what to do as I slowly pulled back out and began pumping into her. Over and over I drove my cock into her oozing pussy, slowly increasing the pace until I was pumping her so hard I could hear my balls slapping against her ass with each shove. "Oh yes, baby. That feels so good. No one has ever fucked me like this before." With each push. Now don't make faces, I'm not going to say that you're an alcoholic. We both know that you're not. But, if you think about it you will realize that your tolerance for anything alcoholic is uniquely low. Much lower than normal."Oh, don't misunderstand. This is not really a clinical syndrome. It's also not all that uncommon. What is a bit uncommon is your particular reaction to alcohol. Let me review some information for you."Ben wiggled in his seat, making himself more comfortable before. I browsed around for a while, occasionally sending something back for Ashley to try on, all the while trying to maintain my composure and not think about what Ashley looked like in each set of lingerie.After some time had passed, I felt a tap on my shoulder and turned to find the original saleslady standing behind me. "Your daughter would like for you to come back to the fitting room."When she saw the puzzled look on my face, she smiled and gently touched my forearm as she said, "Its ok, follow.