Continues where he left off

“You see, Maria. I had these shirts which are very dirty. They also sometimes feel too tight around my chest, or cut into my armpits…” and he seemed to explain something completely non-existent as he grabbed Maria by her large buttocks and began to caress them. Maria wanted to plead, but her husband was right inside the room with them. She refrained from saying anything and tried to withhold her moans as her body got toyed with.

Oz didn’t wait long to pick up his earlier activities with his fingers. He continued to explore the nooks and crannies of her thick butt, his finger got pressed and squeezed by the large flesh bags as he tried to point at the rosebud hidden beneath the paler, intimate parts of the woman again. His other finger was once again spreading Maria’s lips and he playfully circled it around her teeth as if to show that he won’t be mad even if she bites back.

“And I was wondering if you were good at fixing clothes too, maybe change the hem up a little.” He said as he heard Juan tap the hinges with a screwdriver as metal touched metal.

He toyed with her teeth for so long that he managed to spread them again and he could feel the soft touch of her tongue again, trying to escape his reach. His erection was already throbbing against her waist. He felt his manhood take over his body and he wanted to take her. He had yearned for her mouth since he saw her eat earlier this evening.