"You love it. You like having something in your ass."Turning to face him..."Yes. It feels so good." I moved my ass to meet his hand as he continued to...move his fingers in and out of me.He locked me in his gaze. A third joined the two fingers already in me. Staring into his eyes as he fucked my ass with his fingers."More?" is there more?" I think you want more." His hard cock was rubbing against my hip. I moved my hand and took him in my grasp."You want my cock." I'm not gay." I know. It's OK.. Mr. Richard in his own humble way was a connoisseur of the female form. Thanks to the exacting requirements of his wife servant maids came and went in a steady stream, which kept Mr. Richard as busy as judges at a beauty contests. Of course servant maids in the city of Chennai are not clones of Helen of Troy, but Mr. Richard had his benchmarks set to suit ground conditions. He liked the nose sharp and for some bizarre reason preferred a just noticeable protrusion of the teeth. Breasts must be. That would probably be like no one else had ever done it. Maybe between her and Jocko, Vicky thought, I'll get all the sex I need. I won't need anyone or anything else. I certainly won't need James, not that I ever did.Beatrice was helping her up out of the tub, and now Vicky was standing on the bathmat and the water was just dripping off her. Beatrice seemed to like the fact that Vicky's body was so wet, and she indicated as much by the way she was moving her tongue all over Vicky's body. Aaj meri choot tera lund khake tar gayee. Ab bol tera kya programme hai, sone ka ya aur kuch karne ka.” Mai Didi bat sun kar samajh gaya ki Didi apni choot pahalee bar chudwane ke bad bhi man nahee bhara hai. Isliye mai Didi ke nangee chunchee par hath pherte hue kaha, “Didi mera man ek chudai se nahee bhara. Mai chahata hun ki mai ek bar aur tumhara choot me apna lund ghuserun aur kas kas dhakka marte hue ek bar aur chodun.” Didi mera bat sunte hi jhat se mera lund pakar liya aur mujh se boli,.