When she was back, her face was glowing. I was happy to have given pleasure to her, and it was time to give her more. I made her lie on her back, her ...egs hanging down the sofa.I knelt down and kissed her boobs, navel, and down to her pussy. She gave a shudder when my lips kissed her lips. I parted her legs, ran my tongue along the length of her clit from bottom to top. She gave suppressed moans as she couldn’t stop moaning. I sucked her clitoris hard.I separated her walls with my fingers and. Devika: You had told your PA not to allow anyone in so I had to ask your permission.Sharath: It was for the visitors, not to you.Devika smiled and said “OK baba I am sorry, actually I wanted your sign on this payment cheque” and saying so she gave him the cheque bending over his table. She was wearing a sari with a sleeveless blouse on that day. When she bent to give him the cheque her pallu slipped down exposing her cleavage to him through her low cut blouse. Sharath saw this and sexual. " she said, waving absently at him while looking in the mirror.Neil grinned and walked over to hold her. She dodged him, swatting at his chest with her brush."You are not going to make me late." she said firmly.Neil sulked a little and she cuddled up to him brifely. "So you are a puppy. Demanding attention with your big eyes."Neil squeezed her and started to put on some clothes. Maria cinched her robe and smiled at him with a tilted head, then shook it and grabbed her basket of shower supplies. I ceased my tender affections for a moment to watch Misty munching on the brunette's pussy. The brunette seemed almost in a trance, her breathing heavy and gasping as Misty's tongue worked its magic. Misty was lost in a world of her own, devouring the girl's squirming cunt with a look of shear lust. It was obvious that Misty was relishing her delicacy. I watched in amazement as Misty's fingers held open the brunette's labia while Misty's tongue darted, licked and danced on the girl's.
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