Jaise ki wo mujhe bol rahi ho ke “mujase ab control nahi ho raha hai, chod dalo mujhe” Mujhe bhi ab control nahi ho raha tha. Maine Kusum ka hath ...akda aur mere lund ko upar uske hath ko dabaya. Wo bhi mere lund ko meri pant ke upar se masal rahi thi.Kuch der tak masalne ke bad mujase raha nahi gaya. Maine meri pant ka belt loose kiya aur uska hath meri pant ke ander le jane ka ishara kiya. Wo kuch der ruk gayi aur phir dhire dhire uske hath ko meri pant ke under le jane lagi. Mera lund ka muh. Took them to the soft cushions at the front of the boat and said, let's try it like this, and got on my hands and knees. Paul took my suit off and didn't hesitate to start fucking me from behind. John kneeled in front of me, holding my head, fucking my mouth. This was much better. Then I pushed John down, and got between his legs. My ass still in the air for Paul. My mouth now fully impaled on John's cock. I was sucking him good. I deep throated him to his balls and even tried to push them in. "OK. I'm happy with all of that" Carly admitted."Now can we discuss the sex requirement?" she added. We spent the next hour talking about sex - what she liked and what I liked. What I wanted her to do, and what she could expect in return."Hmmmm ... OK. I'm happy with all that" Carly responded, almost taking over the interview. Then she added "Maybe we should do a practical assessment of our sexual compatibility"."Now?" I gasped."Yep ... why not?" she quipped with a smile and a giggle.And that. The penultimate strike was a long time coming, but when it came it was like a blow torch. I bucked as I had not bucked before and as the final blow came, even harder, so did my orgasm. It was indescribable. I screamed and the leather fell from my mouth, but the scream was pure, unalloyed ecstasy; cathartic, mind-bending, joyous.She wasn’t done. “On your hands and knees, please, Sonia.” Always the ‘please.’ She was always polite, respectful, kindly almost. One hand on my back, the other at the.