“Yes, yes, cum on my breasts, Becca Brittany!”“What!” I howled, trembling, my pussy clenching on her plunging fingers. Her hand flew up an dow... my shaft, brushing the crown. “I thought you wanted to swallow my cum!”“And lose the game?” she grinned. “Sorry!”“No!” I howled as my orgasm exploded through me.The branches holding my wrists creaked as I bucked. My cum fired out of my cock. White jizz splattered across her teenage titties. I painted her underage breasts with ropy jizz. Pearly lines. Du liegst auf dem Bett undh?ltst dir deinen St?nder, wichst dich leicht, Augen halb geschlossen,im Halbschlaf, Halbtraum. Auf dem R?cken liegend, murmelst etwas.Ich schiebe mir meinen Rock hoch, werfe achtlos deine Kleidung vom Bettund setze mich rittlings auf deinen Scho?, mein Slip beiseite schiebend.Dein Protest ist nur kurz. Es gef?llt dir. Mein Schwanz so eng an deinemSchwanz. Ich f?hre deine Hand. Wichs uns! Ich sitze auf dir undgeniesse. Geniesse wie deine trunkene Hand mich zu voller. Now coming to story, Manish always asked me to tell me my fantasy and I always avoided one day seeing his emotions I said I want to have sex with white guy jokingly but I noticed he took it seriously, and when once for his official duty had to go Mumbai he asked me to accompany, and we went to Mumbai, let u tell one more thing about Manish he is mad after western dresses so whenever we go out he only puts those dresses in baggage. Incidentally the hotel in which we boarded same day a couple. As she lifts the opening of the dress up to my head, I automaticallystart placing my hands through the hand holes as if it was a t-shirt, butonce it falls down into place I realise what I'd done. 'Is it too latenow?' I think to myself. As I'm wondering if she really would spank me,my mom walks around me and starts buttoning up the back, ties off theribbon that draw the waist in and then there's a click. "What was that?"I ask bemused. "I'm not having you back out of this so I ordered it.