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But the worse was how short and tightthe bottom molded and showed off her bare ass cheeks while the hem was a meagerinch below her now bare pussy. Her...nipples and areolas were clearly discernablethrough the filmy stretched plastic and depending on how she stood or movedso too was the dark triangle of her love nest. Bob giggled when she heard his wife's frustrating sighs and groans withinthe dressing room. The next dress seemed to Sue to be nothing more than a red hot pile of strapsand belts. It. One of her hand was on his shoulder. Her other hand was inside his bums massaging his ass hole. Her sari was all crumpled up and bunched up at her waist. Her blouse was open and the boobs were hanging out. He was still wearing his t shirt and his pants were lying on the floor in a heap. They remained entwined in this fashion for a long time. I hid behind the curtain watching all this wonder struck. I was still studying in school and had been an avid watcher of girls. There was one girl who had. Down below the other man was still suckling her breasts and she could feel his hands sliding roughly up over her smooth stocking clad legs onto her thighs before his fingers were suddenly touching her wet used pussy. “Fuck!” He suddenly groaned in excitement. “The dog ain’t got no knickers on!”“Get her on her knees!” Said the man who was being sucked. “Fuck her like the bitch on heat that she is…………….!” With moments Louise felt yourself being forced onto her knees once again and her dress was. My lips sought hers as we kissed passionately. My hands caressing her fleshy thighs and stomach. I was in heaven. My lips kissed her neck and I whispered to her; “Laura, you are so sexy…I want you so bad.” “Then take me.” She said. My lips drifted to her beautiful breasts and I licked and sucked every inch of them. My hands caressed her sex. Feeling her wetness. I fell down her body further. Kissing her stomach and kneading her beautiful thighs. The scent of her.
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