When morning rolled around the blonde had been subjected to countless orgasms, a night she would never forget, but with the pleasure came the aftermat..., the bruises on her wrists ankles and neck where Andrea had squeezed too hard, the soreness in her throat that had left her unable to talk, the soreness In her ass that had left her unable to sit down and a pussy so sensitive she had to walk with a bow-legged gait. And Andrea hadn’t just abused her physically, all night she had subjected her to. Cleavage is always a on-show , whatever she wears, LOL. This is a real incident, hope you guys would appreciate it.Story starts when she came home for some festivals and she wanted to alter some of her blouses because of fitting problem. I took her to the tailor where we generally get our clothes stitched. That day she was wearing a pink top and a white bra inside in which her boobs looked big and beautiful as usual. She told masterji ( tailor) ,"masterji ye blouse ki length lambi kar do"Master. You are going to want him to jump your bones as soon as you get home and walk in the door Thursday night."I had no idea what it was that Stella was going to see Thursday night, but she followed Anna's advice and spent Wednesday night trying to fuck my brains out and then woke me up with a blow job Thursday morning. She stopped just short of getting me off and said:"I want you primed for me when I get home tonight."I had some things to do after work and she was home before me and when I got. I watched the gorgeous Kiara slowly get fucked, she was moaning loudly when my fingers found her kit and I played with it at the same time. I think the entire situation was just too much for her to handle. In a few minutes of her getting fucked and my fingers working their magic she was cumming, and fo be fair so was he. I could feel her cunt be filled up from the outside, him unloading into her. As soon as he pulled out my lips replaced his cock. Andrew sat and watched as I hungrily drank and.