Eto sokale kono dokan-o khola pabo na, bhablam sir-er ghore dekhte hobe natun blade ache kina. Boudir ghore dhuke dekhi bulti khate ghumachhe. Bhalo k...re dekhlam oke, ki sundor dekhte, slim figure, forsa rang jeno phete porche. Hobe na keno or mar rong-o to dudhe alta. Bultir mukhta ki sarol dekhachhe, ekono-to kono pap or modhye probedh koete pareni. Sleeping suit pore chit hoye suye ache, kono bra pore ni. Jamar samner sob botam-i khola, khali buker thik niche ekta botan lagano. Fole or mai-r. The silver deepened in hue to a brilliant, dazzling blue and back again every time she breathed or took a step. The deep, plunging neckline dove between Lacie’s breasts, almost down to her navel, tantalizing and teasing observers with hints at the treasures hidden by the thin fabric. Past her hips, the tight dress had a thin slit on one side, near the knee, allowing Lacie to move and walk comfortably. The bottom of the dress hovered a mere inch off the ground, looking like her lower legs were. «Weißt du, worauf ich echt stehe?», fragte sie mich provokativ. «Na klar!», antwortete ich. «Auf geilen, hemmungslosen Sex.» «Sperma.», sagten sie nur und betrachtete mich prüfend. «Und ich stehe auf Küssen. Na? Weißt, du was das bedeutet?» Diesmal war es an mit, dieses Hammerweib vor mir eingehend zu betrachten. Ihre Augen weiteten sich, sie begannen zu strahlen. Eine ungezähmte Vorfreude machte sich auf Lisas Gesicht breit, als sie freudig rief: «Was? Du geiler Bock, du Sau du! Sag. I didn’t like the tone.“Yes, Ma’am, I was just finishing,” I answered. I resumed cleaning up the last of the jizz.“No, I don’t think you’re done,” she said slowly. She let her words sink in before explaining.“See,” she continued, gesturing at Brent’s dick, “there is still a mess on the end there. And on the end of Mike’s as well. Get a clean towel and clean both of their members for them.”I cringed, but at least she didn’t ask me to lick anything clean. I pulled a clean towel off the roll and.