Mumbai Fitness Fashion – Episode 1

Coffee followed and areturn to the lounge, after the dishes were rinsed andput into the dishwasher.We sat on the lounge, her in her skimpy see-throughnightie and me, close to her, absorbing the heady aromaof a woman in heat. It wasn’t long before we werecloser, wrapped around each other, kissing, touching.She stood and pulled me to my feet. My jumper came off,then my shirt, my shoes and trousers were off before wegot out of the lounge. My underwear rested halfwaybetween the lounge and the. At least I did not have to wander through the seeming maze of buildings to find his. I parked under the streetlight near the stairs to the second floor where he lived. There was a group of five or six guys at the foot of the stairs hangin around, I could already hear the whistles, catcalls, hooting. Somehow, I gathered the nerve to get out of the car, beer and pizza in hand.As I began to walk hesitatingly towards the stairs I heard a voice shout, Hey fools, she my woman, chill out! He was. I know my wife and this is sometimes enough, and this was one of those times, as soon as he gave her a couple of licks she was coming.As she screamed out her juices flowed and soon enough his face was covered in stickiness. He stood up and undressed himself, Donna moved forward and grabbed his cock, licking it and wanking him. In only a few minutes he back away from her and spread her thighs again he rubbed his cock up her slit, as she widened herself he slipped into her warm wet hole.As I was. "Sorry, didn't know we had company, otherwise I would have got you a drink."The redhead turned and focused a pair of deep green eyes on me. She squinted a little from the light that most likely made me into a silhouette."This is Sally". Jenni introduced us and I checked her out, typically male you understand. Although not a raving beauty, Sally was quite trim in her halter necked top and short miniskirt. The dolphin tattoo on her breast kept drawing my eye, which then spread all too easily on.
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