shamsher came near her, sat on the bed, and took her in his
lap. she was literally his LapTop
she was sitting facing him and her smooth legs were crossing
him across his legs and thru her
waste. it was a perfect "kamasutra" posture for deep
penetration.
"please make love to me"
"what else am i here for baby" he kissed her on her lips. a liaht
but lustfull kiss.
“no you aint making love to me.. cc
please" anjali cross questioned him
shamsher was laughing now. "wait &
how to make real love"shamsher relaxed her on bed in the very same posture. he
raised the nighty above her legs and
started unbuttoning them. anjali was now onli in her panty.
shamsher took off his towel, bowed
down, and started nibling her navel. anjali felt a sudden rush of
adrenaline. her whole body was
trembling, she was going through a new unfelt sensation. she
was so lost that she wanted that
shamsher should now fill her pussy by his dick. she kept
moving beneath him uncomfortably but
didnt say anything. she was learning
slowly shamsher brought his hands
playing with her nipples. shamsher's