Fir muje pata chala ki vo vaha par new rehne aayi he. Fir do din bad firse vo saman lene aayi , is bar me unke piche unke flate me gaya and lift me bh... anke sath hi chad gaya mene socha atlest isi bhane se bat to ho jayegi. To jab lift bandh hui to mene unko dekh ke smile di to unho ne bhi smile di. Fir mene unko name pucha to unhone apna name rima bataya fir unho ne mera name pucha to mene bhi apna name bataya utne me unka floor aa gaya to vo chali gayi. Fir agle din vo gharse thode door. You wouldn't touch me. That's certainlychanged. Ah, OK, suck my balls as well, ahhh...you're so good! Who'd haveknown you'd be addicted to them, to my ass, and to my cock. To me comingin your mouth, your ass, all over your face. I loved the other night whenyou wore those falsies and I tit-fucked you and came all over your faceand mouth. I'm not into breasts but that was so much fun! Especially withthat lovely lip gloss as I shoved my cock between those luscious lips atthe end and then you. " I see," she replied, the light dawning. It seemed awkward in a way, but pretty simple. "I'll try to do better next time."When she brought the next chamber story in a week later, she hadn't agonized over it anywhere near as long. "Much better," he smiled, and led her back behind the counter to the computer sitting in the middle of a spectacularly cluttered desk. He sat down at the keyboard, and Emily was amazed as his fingers literally danced over the keys -- this slow-moving, rather arthritic. But never to they want it to not be mutual. Clara wanted him as much as he wanted her, and The Mystery Man had rehearsed only the scenario where he wanted her more. He was done for.Her hand rested on his crotch, my crotch. Clara #6 was not one for words, but words were all that were rehearsed for The Mystery Man. The only words she used was to ask him if he liked this, and wanted her to continue, as she moved her hand around over his pants, teasing him. All the Mystery Man could do is admit he.