Bonko: "What you think of my big greasy dick, huh Cunt?"Ann just looked at it with affraid eyes, unable to reply.Bonko: "Does it look big baby?"Ann: "...t's too big..."Bonko: "Too bad, now rub it with your hands."She slowly began rubbing it, feeling around it's entire length.Bonko: "Mmmmmmmmmmm, yea, that's the shit, keep rubbing"Bonko placed his hand under her tit and gropes it. Ann began rubbing harder, moving her hand up and down alongside his shaft.Bonko: "Yea baby, that's da ticket, get into. Chandni: Which booklet?Salim smiled mischievously and approached further.Salim: The one in your hands, chachi. I see that you have already started to enjoy the stories.Chandni: Salim, please mind your language. What do you think? Don’t talk nonsense.Salim: Oh chachi, stop pretending. I saw where your hand was while you were reading it. I heard your moans. Stop lying to yourself. I know your body is craving sex.Chandni: Salim, don’t talk to me like this. I’m your chachi. I’ll kick you out of. Contract and release. Squeeze and let go. Both of our bodies still trembling, both of us still breathless with excited passion. Dave moaning in that deep, sexy baritone of his, that soft, seductive, very masculine bedroom voice, which can dampen even the coldest, deadest of pussies. I was purring happily, contentedly. Endlessly purring from the joyous, powerful fucking I’d been craving since I bought that sexy new blouse yesterday lunchtime/ Purring from the sweet but awesomely powerful fucking. " I think I understand, Olivia. Just because you do a little role-playing you think I don't respect you as a man any longer. Thatcouldn't be further from the truth, in fact, it took lots of courage totell me about your lingerie desires when you were young and even morecourage to let me dress you up and turn you into a beautiful woman formy benefit. I'm the one that should feel guilty about doing it andmaking you upset and having to feel guilty.It's nothing you did wrong and I can't tell you.