So, maine story likha chalu kiya iss pe 2 months phele se aur mai aapne har story mai likha karta tha ki i am ready to do any kind of sex. too mere st...ry padh ke mujhe kuch logo ki mails aae aache respose bhi mile. Ek din hua aasa ki mai aapne mails check kar raha tha ki maine dekha ki madam ka mail aaya tha ki mujheTumhare sath sex karna hai agar tum mujhe satisfy kar dogo to mai tumko khub paise dunge, lekin yaad rahe mere wants thode aalag haiii mera naam rahul hai aur mere height 5’8 hai. “Just – if you get me a cake, let me eat some before you stuff it up your cunt,” joked Alison.“Aw! Don’t you like eating my cunt?”“I love your cunt, baby. But sometimes it’s nice ‘on the side’!”They laughed again – but stopped as they heard a short burst of quacking noises emanating from behind Dr Dick’s office door. “Oho! The deepthroating begins!” said Claire.“No, no, I’m not fucking jealous,” lied Alison. “She can throat-fuck, and she’s got the perfect gape – it’s not fair!”The pace appeared. She wanted my adept fingers to move about and caress every minute part of her body, massaging her head, temples, neck, shoulders and further down to her most sensitive areas.The soothing music and candlelight were greatly enhancing the atmosphere. I instructed her to lay face down, her face resting on her own crossed forearms and asked her to remove all her clothes. I got some scented oils to the room and it was stunning to see her naked body and I was getting very aroused. I decided to. Maybe … maybe that’s what he was showing me. He can take me. He can fuck me. He can use me. Maybe he’s just showing me what being his slut will be like. If so … I want it.This time, we orgasmed closer together, each of us gasping and clutching onto each other desperately … at least I was.He wrapped me in his arms, spooned into my back. His lips were kissing my neck and shoulder, his whispers reinforcing my sexuality, the pleasure I gave him, his desire for me to be his slut, and his commitment.