Lois felt the young man’s swollen member pressing against her and went weak inside. She knew the weekend would be every bit as wonderful as she’d ...oped it would be! ‘Let’s go upstairs,’ she gasped as thrills swept over her. Lois had on a pair of snug jeans that displayed how wonderfully shaped her bottom was and gave Dennis a delightful view as he followed her up the steps to the second floor of her house. The minute they were in her bedroom, Dennis peeled the jeans off, caressing her buttocks. In those days Swati’s attitude towards me was rather patronizing. Perhaps she still looked upon me as the brown, scrawny little boy of my early childhood. Or maybe it was because she had studied in an English medium ‘Convent’ school she felt superior to those like me who studied in vernacular schools. She affected a ‘Convent School’ accent and just barely hid her mirth at my attempts to speak English in my desi accent. The only reason I could even understand English at all was because of my. “How about you Anne, are you going to enjoy watching me pleasure your man?” Gloria asks as she removes my tiny black g-string.“Your cock is far too big for that.“Would you like me to undress you as well?” Gloria asks without waiting for an answer a she lifts Anne’s very short dress over her head leaving her stark naked apart from high heels.“Love your body, magnificent thighs and that glorious big ass is to die for.“Now me,” Gloria smiles as she undoes a long zip and shrugs out of her dress. I owned her-mind, body and soul-she belonged to me. The unwavering control I had over her was a drug that I had become instantly addicted to.There was minor resistance as I reached the back of her mouth, but she adjusted smoothly and swallowed me. I sighed as she massaged me with her tongue, the crown of my penis embraced snugly in the confines of her throat. Her delicate nose remained buried in my pubic hair for a few seconds, then slowly retracted that she might do it all again.I reached out.