Khaaa raiii kala land…Tha…Par mast taste thaaa namkeeen…….Ab shayad uskaa paani nikalne wala meii ahhhhh dhireeeeeee madar choood bhenkee….....odeeee …Or usneee mere muhhhh par paaani mara mene sidee mei karliytaaa or side mei gir gaya…….Or vo vahi letaaa raha….Muje manju or sameer ki bohot sexy awaajeee arai thi,…….Mei mei uthi nangiii hii unke kamreee mei gai…Or kya dekhtiii huu………Sameer kaaland uskiii chuuttt kooo faaad raha tha…Manjuuu chikjee maaar rai thi…Chod deee muje…..Hath jod rai. Denise could sense the subtle shift in Terry’s touch. So far, the massage was very technical and professional but somehow now it felt different. It didn’t help that after that awkward moan, Denise was actually turned on. It’s been too long since anyone touched her like this and she was finding it all a bit arousing. She pushed those thoughts away as she concentrated on relaxing under the strength of Terry’s hands as they moved up her thighs. She moaned again, this time it was in appreciation of. ." she whispered, begging me weakly."Yes what, Slave-Mommy?" I demanded."Mistress, yes ... I want to suck your pussy," my mom groaned and a small tear ran from her left eye, down her flushed cheek."That was a secret, wasn't it?" I sat back. "Secrets are lies, Slave-Mommy, and we won't have them between us. Not any more. Do you understand me?" Mistress, yes." What else do you want to do with me?" I took a sip of water. "Tell me everything now."It was not easy for her to confess her fantasies to. While Kimmie reeled from the embrace, Jennifer fetched the eggnog bowl and emptied the dregs onto her tits’ shelf so that it flowed with the spunk that had dripped there. “Lick it up,” she instructed the brunette. Bewildered but submissive to a fault, Kimmie lapped, tongue-scooping every trace of creamy paste from her friend’s chest. Jennifer kissed again, savouring cum-liqueur on her girlfriend’s tongue, while cradling those firm breasts. She hand dived and she fingered inside Kimmie’s tight,.