Her pussy juices dripping from her, Mary crouched down. Pressing her mouth against Ann, she sucked while lapping up the drops. Covered in sweat, Ann p...shed herself up. The static bond between her face and the leather cushion was broken. Her sweat covered body slid to the carpet crumbling on the floor. Mary sat on her knees digging her fingers into her pussy. Wiping her fluids towards her mouth, Mary slurped up Ann's nectur. Falling over, Mary shook from her own orgasm. Crawling Ann made her way. It was the weekend time. I planned to meet Pooja and have a small chit chat.She came in the evening, as usual she stared her cooking. I told her to cook eggs curry. She did it and went i didnt say any word.Nxt day morning she came and doing her activities, i was lying on bed and checking mails at laptop and all of suddenly she asked me dont you have fun last nite?.Me : i was shocked with her Q? and said no she (imitiaz wife) is busy this weekend.Pooja : Dont mind saying this it is not safe to. Wow shez looking hot bra tho dla nai the unhone ,tho boobs kafi mst nazar aarhe the . Maena bola mami apko boobs tho ab kuch tight tight se nazar aarhe hai, ak br touch kar k dekhu. Tho unhone han bol diya. Lkn bola dabana nai jada. Maena bht pyar se touch kar k dekha ,seriously ab phrse aasa lagne laga the k kisi 25,26 yrs ki lady k boobs hai. Ya but in recovery stage. Mami bole teri massage ki tip kaam kar rahe hai inpr.So maene bol diya k aj mae karu massage. Mami bole k abhi nai abhi tho. ” He paused to draw on her cigar, pensive. “There’s no way that I can convince you to come and work for me?” Jodie picked up her glass and sipped from it. “No, I don’t want a job,” she said, pausing for one more sip, “but I’ll have another go tonight.” The manager guffawed roughly and clapped twice, but Jodie wasn’t done. “In fact, both of us will have a go.” The sound you hear is my bottom jaw hitting the expensive, glass topped table. Luckily it rebounded up fast enough for me to start.