He lowered his gaze, down across her small, but firm breasts, across her soft yet flat perfect stomach. Following the line of her body his eyes rested...upon where her legs met. Looking carefully, he could see she had prepared herself well. Not a trace of hair remained.Continuing, he followed her well sculpted legs until they entered the tall black heels. “Incredible”, was his only thought.He turned his attention away from her, leaving her standing amidst her clothing. Picking up the remote, he. I kissed her from her breasts down to her stomach, then darted my tongue into her neatly shaven snatch. She moaned as I did so. I lapped at her pussy juices, gradually sliding down in the bed until my head was in between her legs. Without having much experience, I improvised by flicking her clitty with the tip of my tongue and kissing her pussy. It seemed to be working because within a minute or so she had squirted onto the bed sheets. I held my head there, continuing to lick her more and more. So I booked 1 and went to the stop and was waiting for the bus to come. I always prefer to have a balcony seat during night travel. I checked in and went to my seat. I plugged my earplug and started listening to songs. I slept listening to a song as I was tired. I didn’t remember when the bus started and my co-passenger came beside me. Then I felt someone waking me up. When I opened my eyes there she was – the beauty hot bomb in a sleeveless blouse with saree. I’m always mad for women in. " "You better," Brad shouted as the door closed behind them. "Interesting," Brad mused. "I had expected her to be dressed like a tart." He pictured how she had been dressed. "Well..." he said to himself, "The skirt might have been a little on the short side, but it's likely something she has for school. And the blouse too, very Mary Poppins-ish." Brad chuckled to himself. "Jarrad has met his match," he concluded. "I am definitely going to enjoy hearing about this one." Brad turned on the.