Jis waja say na to os ka lund mare choot main ja raha tha or na gaand main .magar os nay apnay lund ka motta cap mare gaand kay hole pay teka raha or ...ndar dalnay ki try karta raha jis ka mujay or zayda mara a raha tha magar itna be feel kar rahi thi mare gaand ka chhota sa brownChak itna motta lund ka cap nahi lay sakte . bhohat motta tha os kay lund ka cap or mare to virgin gaand hai .magar hole pay jab ragar parte maza zaror ata .itnay main osay pata nahi kiya hoa kay os nay lund bhair nekal. Then I could feel him tapping the cane on my bottom and asked if I was ready for a couple “soft” ones I almost begged him to start but was careful not to show too much enthusiasm. I heard the swish smack, then swish smack, and then a burning sting which made me wonder what he meant by “soft” but I did not want to let on that it hurt. He then suggested that maybe a couple a little harder would be in order if I was up for it to which I replied that yes harder would be fine since I hardly felt the. We retired to the bedroom and we made love. This was epic foreplay, the oral teasing, kissing and cuddling went on for hours. Osei is a pussy eater, unlike my Ken. Osei brought me to levels of pleasure places which were new to me. Just laying back with pillows under my ass as he held my ass with his hands and tongued me was pure bliss. My nightfall the climax score was something like Andrea 50, Osei 0. The mans cock was an endless semen drip. Every time I went down on him I tasted. I asked Chris to get the drinks in while I sat next to his wife. When he returned I indicated where he should sit, in clear view of me and his wife. We were already sharing signs of affection, leg touches, hand holding. Marie was certainly, “loosening” as her hand found my crotch and gave a squeeze albeit nervously. A frisson of sexual tension was there. Chris was now assuming his role of bystander to the attention his wife was getting. The time had come to go to the room.In the lift on the way.