Her head half turned around to call back to him as she kept moving on through the dining room and kitchen, "Get us both a drink please, I'll just be a...moment, Martin. You must excuse me, I'm busting to go to the toilet."She almost broke into a run as her need to pee returned with a vengeance … she had first noticed the pressure in her bladder twenty minutes ago in the car while driving home. Talking to Martin in front of the house had momentarily distracted her, but now she was busting. 'Damn,. .....don't.......stop.......oh.....god.....I'm cumming!”She gushed her juices all over his hand. He bent and lapped it up as it flowed out. Her inner muscles clutched at his fingers over and over again. He let her recover while he removed his clothes. He bent down and kissed her lips, letting her taste her own juices. Her breathing had slowed down a little. He whispered, “You’re mine, now and forever.” Then he positioned his body between her legs, guided his cock to her wet pussy, rubbing the. Now I am going to narrate my experience which happened 6 yrs ego. This is my first and experience, so far I experienced more than 10 encounters but the 1st is the best encounter which is going to share.Now I am 31 yrs old that time i was 23. I just finished my PG and joined in Private clinic in Cuddalore, the clinic also newly opened. The owner was an NRI and his wife was looking the clinic. I don’t have experience about the clinic but I gained From there only everything. Madam watched me for. So comes the time to rub it out. The plan is to remember that dream you just had. You take a deep breath, take a seat in your sofa, close your eyes, and slowly start stroking. Several minutes go by, but you just can't get that dream back into your mind. Not one scene comes back. Frustrated, you stop masturbating. You sit there in quiet for a time, upset with yourself for not being able to remember, not being able to release. There's a soft knock on the front door and hear a faint voice from a.