Fuck thats nasty, Bones moaned and I could feel urine running off Graces face, down my pussy to pool around my ass. Grace and I kept eating each other... piss drenched pussies. Kurt didnt tell us to stop. We licked the urine off each others pussies, then went back to sucking clits. I felt my orgasm build, a sweet thing growing in my womb. Graces tongue felt like silk as it rasped around my pussy. She shuddered atop me, her moans vibrating my clit as she came. I held my lips tight to her pussy,. Wil je met me vrijen? vroeg ze. Ik hunker naar tedere seks, want dat heb ik zo lang niet gehad. Ze trok haar shirt uit, had geen bh aan en ik keek naar haar kleine zachte borstjes. Toen trok ze haar broek uit en bleef in een opwindende zwarte tanga wachten tot ik me uitkleedde. Dat deed ik snel en ik stroopte de tanga van haar dijen af. We begonnen uitgebreid te zoenen.Tijdens dat zoenen bewogen onze handen over elkaars lichamen en ze raakte mijn penis aan. Ik wreef langs haar schaamlippen en. Biwi: eeeee aaaaa aoooohhh .Larki: kia kah rahi hai ghasti….Or us larky ko pichy karti hai jiska lun meri biwi ka muon mein tha.…Biwi: muon sa peesbab,raal(spit,thook) or manni ka aik fawara bahir nikalti hai.Or phir kahti hai bus bus bus…plz bus kar do…Mein sub kuch karon gi…bus or kuch na karo..Mughy uttar do nichy.Mein mein meiiiiiiiiii.Larki: us ka muon dobara bund kar dyti hai aik or tyar lun sa.aysy kaisy bus kar dyn janemun.Tu aik tohfa hai.Ab tohfy ko enjoy tu karna bunta hai na….Or. My hips follow these fingers with the intimacy of entwined dancers.I sigh, moan. I arch my bottom high off the bed. My pussy is overwhelming radiant heat and damp and that intoxicating perfume of arousal permeates the air.I hear myself beginning to pant and I am close to becoming lost in it all and… I don’t care any more.I feel you shift, drawing closer to me, your legs trapping mine. Your lips nuzzle just under my ear and your hand continues.Realizing you’re awake, I panic. Can I tell you? Can.