Without any resistance I pulled her t shirt over her head removing it completely, she was there in front of my, topless, her young breasts holding fir... nipples erect, I moved down her neck kissing and licking to her breasts sucking her nipples I could feel her pleasure shuddering through her body, her hands were under my shirt rubbing my back, I wanted her now, she was there for me to fuck like every man’s fantasy girl.My mouth moved down her body towards her belly button, Andrea laid back. I could sense his nervousness at our proximity and was a bit excited myself. It was definitely charged with a tremendous sense of anticipation. I had not changed and was still in my saree and blouse. The silence was palpable and I felt this tingling sensation down my spine. Kiran must have sensed this as well and was flippant in his attempts to remain unflustered.He was a well built boy, 20 years old and had darker skin than my BF. Probably about 5’9, clean shaven and was a regular at the. “Thought you quit?”“Can’t a girl indulge in a vice after a satisfying fuck every now’n then? Answer the damn question, Jalen.” The words come out in a lazy, satisfied slur. Smooth as whip cream.“Don’t know.”Jasmyn chokes on a puff of smoke. “You don’t know?”I shrug. “Never asked.”“And I thought my love life was dysfunctional,” she mutters, mouth curving downward as she pushes my cum back inside her pussy for the tenth time.“Does she know?”“Know what?”“How pitifully in love with her you. Mr. Smith would soon be coming down to check on her chores, and she did not want to have to explain why his laundry had not yet been completed. Leaning against the wash drum, she loaded the clothes into a large drum, which she would fill with water and then, by way of a crank, turn the clothes within the drum to ensure their cleanliness.As she leaned against the drum, she began to turn the crank, vibrating the wooden structure. Due to her height, she stood on a small wooden stool, and for.