Joe began by feeling her "love mound." He rubbed it and squeezed it gently, admiring how soft it was. He slowly dipped one, then a second finger in he... pussy, feeling that it was already wet enough for sex. He had put her on her back, and grabbing an ankle in each hand, had spread her legs, and was admiring her twat. She had been told often, how pretty it was, and wasn't surprised when joe offered the same compliment. She thanked him, and, in a low voice, asked him if he would, PLEASE, eat her. ”“Yes, Ma’am,” Phil told her. “Can I take a drink order from the rest of you?”“Just some fruit juice to mix with the vodka,” Tiffany said. “And maybe a couple of bottles of water.”“I don’t even get a please any more!” he muttered with a grin.“Oh, you’ll get pleased,” Molly told him, walking on her knees across the large bed to kiss him and fondle his dick. “You have our word that you will be pleased so many times tonight that you might not get it up for a month.”By the time Phil returned. Who is this? How did you get here? You desperately try to remember anything of the recent past, but the memories slip away. Soon you discover that more than just recent memories are leaving you. You try to catch onto something, anything. A job, a place. A name. But just when you think you have it, it eludes your grasp, skipping down the dim corridors of your memory, laughing as it slips into the dark.The voice speaks again, thundering in your mind, louder than before. -What is it that you gaze. Pooja ke aanko me nasha aur honto pe garmi dikhati hain , jay wapis se pooja ko kiss karna shuru kar deta hain, is baar cameraman unke pass jake close up me shoot karna shuru kar deta hain cam se. phir jay dhere se pooja ke boobs pe hath ferane lagta hain pyar se. us waqt mamta mere pass khadi thi. mamta ne dhere se mera hath hath me le liya aur dabane lage aur pass aake chipak gaye. main samaj gaya mamta garam ho gaye hain. phir jay dhere dhere pooja ke pore badan ko chumane lagta hain.Pooja.