Ab mere lund ka supada uski saaree ko chedkar uski gaand ke beecho beech jaakar tik gayaab mujhe pata chala ki usne saree ke neeche kuch bhi nahi pehn... hai siwa ghagre ke. Mene apne dono haath uske kulhon par tika diye aur dheere2 usko upar se chodne laga. Usey bada maza aa raha tha.Ab wo bhi peeche ki ore dheere2 dhakka dene lagi. Me bardasht ke bahar hone lagamene dheerese peeche se uski saree ko gaghra sameth upar uthaya aur apne lund ka supada uski gaand ke valley par tika diya. Meri himmat. Taking the shaft in my hand I wrapped my lips around the hard pink head sucking gently. My head started moving rhythmically up and down and my hand moved in unison. Further and further it went into my mouth and before I knew it it was touching the back of my mouth. I could see there was still about three inches of simulated man meat to go but there was no room left in my mouth. "Could I fit it down my throat?" I thought as I kept bobbing my head. Deciding to give it a try I brought the head. But that was all water under the bridge now and Mandy was my fuck-mate for as long as I wanted her to be - because she knew she had no other choice. I think secretly she enjoyed the situation she found herself in with me and the fringe benefits of getting fucked or eaten out every day. Mandy was a middle 20s woman and she had super-hot sexual needs that her middle 20's husband simply was not meeting for her.The more I thought about Mandy the hotter I got. I quickly stripped out of my remaining. My job takes me away to conferences and seminars fairly regularly. They usually only go for a couple of days, but every now and then they go for a week or more. I didn’t usually have any problem going without sex for a day or two, but the first time that I went away for over a week, was only four months after I started going out with Jason. I met a guy and slept with him on the second night of the two week seminar, and again every night after that! Every year from then on, I fucked at least.