Maybe you don't remember what single life was like. The last time you were single was what ... over twenty years ago. Trust me when you were single it...was a completely different time and you were young and pretty. You could have had any guy you wanted and you took the cutest, smartest one you could find and you fell in love with him, got married and had a baby with him. You got the brass ring girl. You're on the train for happily ever after." If you want to see a fucked up life, try being. “You must be Gianna. We haven’t met, but your Master has told me quite a bit about his new pets. You could invite us in and let your Master know his guests have arrived, as he should be expecting us. We won’t mention you getting lost in Scarlett’s breasts, as it happens to your Master often enough.”Wait, did he say Scarlett? I glanced at the woman next to him and smiled weakly. The fact that she was wearing a business suit had thrown me off, but she definitely matched the descriptions,. Usne hat upar kiye to main dangRah gaya uske armpit per baal the woh boli kya gandi jagah dekh rahe ho main bola aunty yehi to jannat hai .Woh mere muh se yahi sunana chahti thi agar ye jannat hai to main bhi dekhti hu tumhari shaila rand ko har tarah khush kat pate ho ya nahi.maine kaha tumhe aaj har khushi dunga meri rand.Ab main uske armpit lick karne laga woh boli tum shayad har ganda kam kar sakte ho maine kaha jaroor tumhare liye kuch bhi karanga. Ab maine uska bra nikala aur boobs dabane. After peeling back Cheng's foreskin, I gently rubbed his cock head with my thumb, drawing pre-cum from his slit. In response, he too was rubbing my cock head in perfect coordination to my hand movements. The feeling was sensual and amazing - we were both sharing in the same stimulation. Jacky clearly wanted part of the action. He walked up to me, cock facing me and said, "May I have those amazing hands again?" So, with my right hand on Cheng's cock and my left hand on Jacky's, I was officially.