Mona Chopra smelled delicious, and as we danced she snuggled into my chest. Her perfume and her closeness were causing me to become hard. To my relief...the song soon ended. “Ok, Mona Chopra, let’s go.” I said. I put my arm around her shoulder and guided her out to the car. As, I helped her into the car, I got a glimpse of a black thong. Again, my cock stirred. “I’ll need a cold shower when I get home”, I thought to myself. On the drive home Mona Chopra shifted in her seat, causing her skirt to. She put her arms around his neck and they held each other then he leaned forward and pressed his lips against hers he let her go and sat in a nearby chair she came over and sat his my lap facing him. ”you wanna do somethin’ other than kissing?” she asks. he nodded and he gave her a firm pat on her wide bottom. “you're checkin' out my tits?” she asked she pulled her shirt over her head and showed off her huge sweater busters. he reached out and cupped her titties. ”damn girl shit Ashley boobs. More

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