He leaned in and gave me a gentle kiss on the lips. He pulled away; I think to make sure I was okay with what was happening. I nodded and he kissed m... again, this time harder and deeper, his tongue entering my mouth, and I could also feel his hand crawling higher up my thigh. Before long, I felt his fingers in my panties, rubbing into my pussy gently, leaving me moaning through the kisses. His fingers built an orgasm in me, quickly. I could feel the warmth running through my body, and my. Large, firm tits with cherry coloured nipples, crinkled and hard with arousal. A narrow waist and full, womanly hips. Her could see the pink lips, puffy and wet beneath her triangle of dark pubes. He reached out and stroked her wet pussy, dragging his middle finger over her clit. She shuddered as a twinge of pleasure tickled her womb. ‘Bring that pussy here,’ he whispered, ‘I fancy breakfast in bed.’ ‘Oh no. Maybe later, Love. John told us we had some catching up to do. And I don’t feel. What surprised Leah was now his head was buried between those buttocks and he ate her ass out. Even Leah's ass smelled like honey, having a pleasing favor to it. She tried to spring out of it but only collapsed on the bed face-down, moaning in pleasure from the tongue working her ass. The horny bachelor picked Leah up, slammed her on the bed, and the two spooned as he locked lips with her. Leah was immersed in the new Arvan; she could no longer control him and was now at his mercy. No matter. As a dancer, I have been described as a sack of wet cement with two left feet. I know, boys can be cruel, but it was true, I have all the rhythm and grace of dying duck! So, since we were trapped together, she decided I was going to become a dancer. Originally I went along with it, mainly out of boredom, knowing I am a lost cause, but Melia is also very stubborn. So, how did I deal with getting her to stop what has turned into a torture for me? I tickled her.Yes, I know, totally unfair to take.