"Do not be afraid," the voices say. "We will not hurt you."I shudder as the hands begin to caress my body, but I have to admit, they are a lot more ge...tle than the other times. I stop fighting, trying to catch my breath around the tentacle in my mouth, and it withdraws, leaving me panting. I consider shouting for help, but it'll just gag me again, and there's no reason for it to give me another chance if I screw this up."Please," I say instead. "Please let me go." Give us this chance," it. Myhands rose up and captured her head, glorying in the feel of her full,softly silky hair against the palm of my hands. I held her to me like amother holds a nursing infant to her own breast.I was now in a miasma of total sensuousness. I knew that I was going toorgasm soon without any touch to my coquette, just the whispering feelof the satin that grazed the sensitive flesh as I writhed in my passion."I'm going to cum, mother," I panted and she raised her head from mybreast and gazed hotly at. Khadi khadi jukne k waja se bra me boobs aur bade lagte hai mom k aur ye dekh k rahul pagal ho jata hai aur bolta hai aunty ab boobs fuck krna hai phir mom khadi ho k apne ghutno k bal baith jaati hai aur bra niche kr k dono boobs rahul bahar nikal leta hai aur dono boobs k bich thuk k rahul bolta hai aunty tight pakdo mom bolti hai ok beta aur apne dono boobs tight pakad leti hai phir rahul apna 8 inch lumba lund mom k 2 bade bade boobs k bich rakh k jor jor se chodta hai rahul k lund k tip. Each took a turn to ask for whatever they wanted to be sensually alive – and each of the givers agreed (or maybe didn’t) to give what was asked. This time both K and I felt it better to remain with pants – most of the others remained clothed. We both wondered afterwards whether we should have taken that naturist step – we will be doing so next time – and we found we’d both wanting to be naked for most of the day…as I say…exploration apart to feed our joint sensuality for the future. It was.