Today it is very much possible to meet her in private. So let’s go to her institution.” I was ok with this since I myself wanted to take some rest... We reached the given location described by his girlfriend.He borrowed some money to buy condoms. The reason she called us to her salon because that day due to some wedding orders and bad weather conditions only one of her colleague was there in the salon. The beauty parlor (salon) was set up inside the owner’s house.My friend introduced me to his. Maybe that made her curious. Maybe she’d occasionally think about that from time to time. When playing around. By herself. With her naughty things.Teddy had seemed kinda preoccupied in those “formative” years, eyes downcast in her presence a lot. Maybe he knew that she knew about the shower thing? Maybe he knew she knew he’d go in the drawer and move her Triple D Cup bras around? Maybe he felt kinda bad about all that but - naturally - just couldn’t help himself? Maybe.And maybe he felt. He couldn’t be fucked with any of that. Sex to him was a power weapon…to conquer and obtain his goal. ‘No. I want clothes. I want my armour! I want—’ ‘Take the robe on the foot of the bed, it’s light and comfortable for you. ‘ Rain smiled as he suddenly snatched it up and wrapped it around him, surprised at how it felt and frowned staring a t her. ‘Why is it so rough?’ ‘It’s not. It’s silk. Finest silk lightly woven. It’s your senses. You’re new at this. Come, dear, I shall explain but I’m. I was so hard, aching at this point. A member grabbed me, bent me overone of the armchairs. He rubbed up and down my bottom. Up and down inlong strokes...ohhh! I could see others in the same position as me. Wesmiled at each other...and then concentrated on the task at hand. Hereached through my legs and began to massage and pull on my member. Upand down through the hose until I couldn't help it. I squirted and filledmy hose. He took my hand and pushed it into my hose. He had me scoop outwhat I.