They were hard. She felt his chest against her back, and was terrified that he might touch her naked breasts. Then, as he leaned forward to remove the...bra from her arms, she was terrified that he WOUDN'T touch her breasts. She felt a moan seep from her throat, and bubble through her lips."It's all right," said his soft voice in her ear. "I won't hurt you."He took her top and dropped it in the bottom of the canoe. She felt his fingers at the waistband of her bottoms and thought she'd just curl. “I dreamt about Santa coming down the chimney togive me a stocking that was absolutely stuffed with thecreamy good stuff.”Joe motioned her forward. She obeyed and he slipped hishand over her pussy letting his fingers sink into hersodden thatch and down into her juicy valley.“Mmmm… bushy,” he murmured.She dropped to her knees and began to frantically untiehis belt. He sat back and let her pull his pants down.His cock sprung up and pushed between her pale melonswith. .Or aaahhhah aaahhhh karne lagi …Aur shiskiya lene lagi. Maine bina kuch bole or kas kas k dabana or masalna shuru kar diya.Kabhi hotho pe kiss karta kabhi gaalo pe kabhi gale ko choomta dheere dheere unke cleavages me muh ghusate hue waha zor zor se chumne laga. Unhone mera hath apne boobs pe se hataya or blouse utar diya fir bra utarte hue meri shirt utar di. Maine unke boobs ko dabane or chusne lagabhabhi ko bahut maza aa raha tha or wo exaited bhi hoti jaa rahi thi, mera ek haath bhabhi ki. In tips! She was sore, but felt so, so good. More over, she was really doing it! She was making money selling herself!Her pussy was a bit sore -- the last two men had been very rough with her. They hadn't been particularly good lovers, unlike her first and third clients, but they'd been enthusiastic, which was fine with her. She'd had a lot of orgasms, although she had to admit, her first client, Ms. Jones (it was amazing how many Smiths and Joneses seemed to come here), had been the best. None.