The a****l in me could smell her needs. all of them. I put my hands on her ass and found the tight waste-band of her yoga pants. I pulled down and her...ass spilled out like it was trapped. She wore some fancy underwear that she obviously used more than often and I pulled them down too. She smelled raw and sexy and i kissed her ass gently as I cupped the the cheek. This was happening. I turned her around to see she had no bush. This girl didn't let herself go. I wanted to please her. and so I. I have even winced as I watched a woman squeeze an orange from her chuff, granted it was a Satsuma but still…it looked like she was straining a bit! (And truth be told she was a bit old and if she had squeezed anymore her fanny might have fallen out!) The beer bottle has also cropped up in conversation so has a hairbrush handle (wink wink) and the aforementioned cucumber scenario. I’ve seen mobile phones going in there and gear sticks and even television remote controls but come on…who the fuck. Mamta, a 5feet 3 Inches tall woman was extremely fair having dark brown hairs tilll the length of her waist. Her features were blunt and she could not be called a woman with an appealing beauty but her 40 sized breasts and 38 sized Ass was always a Turn ON for any man. Besides, she was certainly a teaser. She always wore a low cut blouse exposing a substantial part of her milky white cleavage and the cloth of her blouse was thin enough to give a complete glimpse of even the design and its. The big arm holes and scooped neck meant for comfort on the court allowed her developing orange sized breasts, with their slightly darker nipples, to sway enticingly into view as she reached into the bread-box on the cabinet. Let me take a minute to describe Mandy. She had been in dance and/or gymnastics for nearly 13 years, starting when she was five-years-old. The workouts, exercise and diet regimens had contributed to a body most men, and women, would kill for. With almond shaped hazel eyes.