That wasn't fair on David though or Belinda for that matter. So, with a rather large sigh, I began the arduous task of getting dressed again.Pulling m... underwear up my legs felt like a thousand sharpened forks being dragged up my skin and the pressure on my breasts from the bra was close to unbearable. I slipped the shirt back on and carefully pulled my shorts up again. I then waddled back to the seat and the fan to await their return.It seemed I had only just settled back into the chair when I. The effect was instantly apparent an inch or so above, and as it caught her eye, she vocalized her appreciation into my cock causing it to jerk. Holding her position she smiled as my come flowed to her lips. Her eyes burning into mine, she licked her lips then to the source which she took into her mouth momentarily fucking her mouth fiercely with my cock. As I moaned and squirmed, she looked at me inquiringly. During her pause I asked whether this was her ‘plan’ to which she replied, “Nope,. Mainey unki taraf dekha aur kuch bolney jau uskey pehley hi mere lips par kiss karna chalu kar diya. Mera lund toh pagal ho gaya tha aur woh usey daba kar stroke karti hi ja rahi thi. Ab mainey bhi apney ek hat sey unkey choot main rub karney laga dhire dhire. Unkey muh sey suskari nikli ‘ah…’. Ab unhoney meri pant nikal de aur shirt bhi . Mainey bhi unka gaon upar sey nikal diya aur woh sirf panty main reh gayi. Woh curvy body aur badey badey boobs dekh kar . Main unpar tut pada . Dhire dhire. “Fashion, dear girl, fashion!”Maranga was puzzled, and so was Decala.“What is this ‘fashion’, John?” Maranga asked.He gazed at her in amazement. “You ladies have not thought of wearing clothes that are distinctive and unique, so that other women don’t have clothes to match you?”“No. Does it matter?”“It should do. In my era, fashion was a massive business all over the world. Once women get the idea of being distinct ... special ... more socially or economically important ... clothes become a.