I have resigned from my IT job and now settled in Bangalore for about a year. Let me get back to those days when I was in London and I shall tell you ...hat I was up to the last one and half year in Bangalore. After moving to London, I started going to a job like all regular people. I tried to live a normal life. I managed to do for 3 months without having any sex. I was so addicted to sex. Even I took addiction counseling courses. Just to keep myself diverted, I used to visit a pub near my place. Here's are from laughing so hard where mine... are from something different. "That's the other reason to have the strap under your thong strings. Oh, and it's all twisted." She comes over and twisted it straight. Then she drops to her knees in front of me and pulls the strap into place under my thong. She has me rotate around doing the back two and then as she's putting on the final one in front she leans in and gently bites onto my cock through the thong. "Oh shucks your panties are in the. She had on a flowing thin summer dress, the kind that if the wind hits it, it will fly up around her neck. “Sally, what are you doing out here?” “I thought I would come out here and see your camp,” she said smiling. “Sure come up by the fire, I’ll find something for you to sit on.” And when she turned , she fell. Her dress flue up around her hips. I looked, and all I saw was those beautiful legs and hips, and her pussy, that’s right her pussy, she didn’t have any pants on. She. He slowly entered her, stopping every inch or so, so she would getused to his girth, his length. He kissed her deeply on the mouth. He fuckedher slowly, but after a short while she broke the kiss "turn over" were thefirst words spoken since she knocked on the door. He exited her, and turnedon his back. She held his cock pointing to the ceiling, and spread herlegs, slowly descending on it. She closed her eyes, feeling every inch ofhis cock going back inside her; she sad on him, him inside her,.