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