She bent over and kissed my forehead, then got up to go to her room. I got up and followed her. The aroma of her perfume trailed her. When she got to ...er bedroom, she kicked off her shoes and pulled her sweater over her head. Stepping into her closet, she came out with her cozy warm up suit and a tee, her standard wear on cold evenings. “I’m going to change clothes,” she said, waiting for me to leave. I stood silently. Shrugging her shoulders, she turned her back to me and unbuttoned, then. I drew the nipple and areola into my mouth, licking my tongue over the sensitive flesh as I suckled. I closed rny teeth on her tit meat, though not tightly, nibbling and chewing at it as she wriggled a little in my lap. She was grinding her ass down on my thigh, gasping and whimpering softly as she rubbed herself on me. Her mouth was opening and closing, her eyes tightly clenched, then she stiffened. "M . . . m . . . Mr . . . P . . . Paaauaul!" she gasped, I slid a hand down between her legs. Maine der na karte hue uske choot par muh rakh diya, wo poori tarah machal uthi, choot halka halka paani chod rahi thi, kya khoosbo thi yaar wo kuuch nahi keh rahi thi, choop chap maza le rahi thi aur ajib taraah ki awaze nikaal rahi thi ahhhhh ek dum uske badan akadne laga aur wo jhad gayi, hum thode der tak shant rahi,fir main apna lund nikkal kar usse choosne ko kaha to wo dang reh gayiUsne pehle kabhi etna lamba lund nahi dekhatha, aur apne muh me leker lollypop ki tarah choosne lagi,mere. Your hands quickly find your large, perky breasts and begin to tweak the now hardened nipples. I can tell by the look on your face and the moans gushing from your lips. But that isn't the only thing gushing. Between your legs you are now so wet from the intense nipple play that your sweet nectar is dripping from inside you onto the tabletop.My eyes are now glued to you as your index and middle fingers disappear slowly into the steadily flowing fountain of fertility. You push rhythmically in.