“Brace yourself on the wall with your feet you tart” I said ...and I stuck a finger into her tight pink arsehole to steady her, where I wanted her... “Orrgh you bugger...you dirty old faggot” she said, enjoyably. She was holding the ropes, centred in her harness, her feet steady on the wall, my hands full of her generous but fetchingly perfect butt and my tongue tip, prodding and poking straight into her mellow arsehole...so sensitive to my sweeping dirty ministrations.I basted her arsehole with. Ussne mere chutad par pyar se haath ferte huye kaha,” Prateebha meri rani, tujhe takleef to ho gi lekin maza bhi bahut aaye ga. Tum apni gaand ke muscles ko dheela chhod do aur relax karne ki koshish karna. Aagr dard adhik hua to main lund ko bahar nikal loonga, meri jaan tum agar saath do to aaj teri gaand ko vo maza mile ga ki tum ne kabhi na dekha hoga. Apni gaand ko dheela chhod meri rani, main iss ke andar lund pelne wala hoon,” Maine supade ko gaand ke chhed ko paar karte huye mehsoos. What got me really thinking about this a couple months ago was realizing that she wasn't available when I tried calling her in the evenings. She always called me just after our usual dinnertime here, but didn't answer the phone if I tried to get in touch with her later, say at 9:00 or 10:30. In one instance I tried calling after midnight and still couldn't connect with her.She told me she was getting really tired after the flights in and the long days working with clients and giving. His cock felt natural there, even though I couldn’t breathe until he withdrew it from my throat. Which he promptly did and I drew in another breath, then he drove back into my throat and held it a while as I rubbed my tongue on the bottom of his strange cock. Then he pulled back and I caught another breath.Before pushing back in he offered. “Using your tongue on my cock is great so keep doing that, but also, when I get my cock in your throat keep swallowing. The muscles in your throat act kind.