Maine jaan bhuj k paani uske paijame me gira dia.Usne apna salwar jo khola tha bathroom me niche rakha tha, maine jaan bhuj k bathroom ka tap khol dia...tha us time. Payal ne kaha k mai change kr k ati hu. Wo bathroom me jate k dakha k salwar puri pani me ho gyi hai aur wo tap band krke bhar aa gyi. Mai pucha to usne bola k meri salwar to bhij gyh ab me kya pehnu. Maine kaha k tm paijama utar do tmko kon dekhega. Ab mera lund khada ho rha tha. Payal mere lund ko dekh rhi thi. Usne apna paijama. I nodded and hoped that she wouldn't notice my hard dick. I stood and walked kind of sideways to the fridge, which she noticed right away. "Why are you being so weird this morning?" she said with a frown on her face. "I'm not," I said, as I took the juice and went in her direction. Just at that moment, the butter knife fell off the table and she reached down to pick it up. I couldn't see her face, but I heard her gasp and was sure she'd seen the bulge in my pants. We ate in silence after that. "Oh my," she breathed her response. "There's more," I informed her. She had me stand up and she slowly removed my suit coat and then my shirt. Her eyes grew wider with each article of clothing she shed to reveal a new piece of lingerie. Soon I was standing before her clad in my erotic lingerie. She then stepped back and removed her evening gown to reveal that she wore similar items under her own dress. We embraced and kissed passionately while caressing each other bodies through the silky. Please. Give me more. Please. I beg of him, groaning as his tongue travels up the inside of my thighs, his thumbs pushing the hem of my skirt up to reveal my thin black pants, his tongue so close to my most sensitive area. I roughly run my hands through his hair, arching my back, knowing he will know just how much I want him to touch me. I cant help but give a few breathy sighs as his thumbs graze my labia, softly hooking into the material of my pants to ease them down over my thighs. Tossing.