Desire For An Indian Woman

I said, "Hey, Leslie, you don't have to be in bed 'till eleven. You can certainly stay. "I know," she replied, "I'm just going up to change into my nighty and I'll be right back to keep you company. I’ll also make sure the girls are in bed. I sat there on the couch counting the seconds until Leslie came back. This was the first night with my cousins, and I'd already been treated to an outside very naughty gymnastics show by Kelly . . . that I would never forget, and a nearly total strip show from the same girl moments ago. Just thinking about it, my cock was still throbbing and girls I couldn't make it exotic settle down. Thinking of being alone with Leslie, especially since she had obviously been teasing me in the car by arching her naked young tits out in the front seat, made me think . . . erotic I could possibly make a move on her as well. Or could I? Perhaps it was all in my imagination and she really was just stretching. But, she had turned beet red in the basement when I accidentally rubbed into her breast earlier that day. I was totally confused, but very, very horny, and I wanted to jack off in the worst way just thinking about Kelly in the yard and doing her aborted strip tease. Reaching down my shorts, I rearranged my cock in a more comfortable upright position. Looking down I saw my shorts bulging and the tip of my shaft was almost visible as it pressed along my belly. I saw a comforter folded neatly behind the couch, and quickly grabbed it, throwing it over me to hide my bulging shorts from Leslie. When she came down stairs, my eyes nearly popped out of my head and my mouth opened slightly as I took in her bedtime attire. She was wearing a white almost little girl nighty that barely covered the uppermost part of her thighs. As she stepped, I could see her tight panties gripping her small buns. Then she turned and walked toward me, and I could see her two pert nipples pressing through the thin, almost transparent top. Her back was arched proudly as she approached, showing off how her developing breasts were larger than her sisters'. She must have noticed me eyeing her young body and stood for a while, looking at the TV, letting me look freely sensual without being caught. Just as she had done earlier in the day, Leslie raised her arms, twisted slightly, arching her back in a long yawn. It was incredible! Her jutting tits were profiled by the bluish light from the television passing through that thin translucent nighty. As she arched, the front of it lifted, giving me clear sight of her panties and the slight bulge of her young girl mound. "Let's watch something different," she said as she walked toward the TV and bent over, switching the channels through the cable stations. While switching channels her nighty hiked up her bottom, and I viewed her tight, firm ass on top of those muscular thighs. She found an R-rated movie . . . one of those soft porn low budget films. "How's this?" she turned, smiling at me. My eyes quickly left her rear and saw the scene on the TV. It showed three nude coeds taking a shower as they spoke some meaningless dialogue. "Hey," I said, "Are you sure you want to watch this type of show?" " It not raining in here is it ......" Dakota asks, “Daddy, may we go home. jockstrap off, freeing his glistening cock to point upwards, then I feel like my heart is going to burst," she begged. She didn’t bother asking what naked the hell a light novel was. erotic Before you read this part I strongly suggest that you read the previous part. “At least you’re not girls in this alone, so to speak.” At this exotic point, sensual I couldn’t help but moan quietly when I wasn’t talking. How is that gonna go over?" There is still a bit of puzzlement on Ben’s face. After you were given it. She went almost crazy over this, because none of the other guys that had had her, though they were very affectionate, had taken things this far.