“Okay, Mr. Simple. I’ll do you a little striptease ... but if you wanna touch, it’s a quarter an hour raise, at least. Does that sound fair?”�...�Oh dear,” he said, looking pained. “I suppose that’s fair. Okay...”“Where do you wanna do this? Here? Now?” I said, standing.“Allow me to secure the door,” he said, getting up and double-checking to see if the door was locked. It was. He went back the credenza behind his desk and laid the picture of his wife face down. I giggled.“Yes, my dear. Let me sit. He was Irish and his accent alone would make my clit twinge. He also had a great body and strong arms, muscled tone and a perfect flat stomach. He was a plasterer and his hair would always be filthy when he came in to our bathroom for his monthly cut. I always had to give it a good scrub and scalp massage just to get the bits of plaster out. I didn't have a proper hairdressers sink so I would just get him to bend over in front of the 1 in our bathroom while I did my thing. This was always a. I was sucking her lower lip her lip was very juicy and meanwhile I place my hand on her boobs and squeezing her and she was moaning with pleasure I grab her in my arms and took her to my bedroom and where I lay on her smooching her and squeezing her and I place my hand inside her skirt her pussy was all wet over her panty in no time I removed all my clothes and her and sucked her boobs hard, I was liking her all over her body from lips to neck and neck to her boobs and then put my tongue inside. .Aur mere samne hi samne masi ki saree utar phekhi aur khud lip kiss karne laga ek haath mein masi ke boobs ko masle ja raha tha itne bade bade boobs the masi ahh ahhh ahh siskiya bhar rahi thi aur woh dheere dheere lenghe ka nada kholne mein laga hua tha ek haath se lips ko tho aise chuse ja raha tha… Masi virodh tak nahi kar paa rahi thi phit ek hi jhatke mein lengha aur phir panty phir blouse ke button kholne laga nahi khul raha tha tho phad diya aur uthar pheka ab masi black bra mein thi.