It took my breath away as he slid into me. Head. A little shaft, a little more shaft, a little more shaft. After every inch, he would stop and say ...��are you OK’. I would say ‘keep going’ and he would go deeper. Finally, I felt his balls hit my ass cheeks.“He said ‘are you Ok?’. I said ‘it feels good’ and he said ‘oh yeah, it feels awesome’. The entire time, he would ask me ‘are you ok?’ as we would get harder and faster. And then he got crazy and started with ‘you’re a fucking whore. Usne pehle se apne kuchh dresses waha design karwa rakhe the jo use collect karne the. jate hi usne wo dresses collect kar liye. aur muje dikhane lagi. fir boli, ruko main pehan ke dikhati hu. aur wo change room main chali gayi aur muje bol ke gayi ki tum change room ke bahar hi khade rehna. main waha khada ho gaya. thodi der bad wo bahar ayi, sirf ek silk short aur top main. aur kuchh underwears bhi nahi pehne the.Muje dikhane lagi ki main kaisi lagti hu. aur boli ki mere husband ne ye dress. For a while she was successful but, with the heat repeating itself as it had the night before, she once again woke sometime shortly after 1 AM. She lay there for a while, fighting the urge to indulge in the relief that the water would bring to her body, however finally sat up and swung her legs over the edge of the bed. Before her feet hit the floor, she froze in place as something in the mirror’s reflection caught her eye. Then, she saw it. The tiny glow from the room directly across from hers. She frowned at Diana's pajamas. Pick something for Diana, too."There were six outfits on the bed, each with matching lingerie and several with stockings. Having no experience with lingerie at all, I took my time examining each piece. Diana provided the nomenclature: teddy, chemise, baby-doll. I couldn't really tell the difference. I chose two old staples that I had seen before in films. For Triss, it was the naughty schoolgirl outfit. My previous school had a uniform and I'd never really gotten.