Me- nice nameRosy- thanksMe – what do you do ?Rosy-study in college now come back home for lohri holiday.Me- gr8Priyanka- aap kya karte ho? Me- main...bhi job karta huin or holiday pe ghar aya huinPriyanka- kya bat hai…same same.Me- aap bahut sunder hoPriyanka- sharmate hue you joking…. Lagta hai main world pe pehli sunder hu jaise aap aise keh rahe hainMe- koi shak hai apko mujhe jo laga maine keh diya.Ab wo bhi mere sath puri frank ho gayi thiOr maine moka dkhte hi use I love u bol diya raste. I propped myself up to watch. Her golden curls were cascading around my crotch as her head bobbed up and down, taking more of me each time. I reached down and started fondling her nipple.She moaned around my cock and the vibrations sent electric pulses through me. When I tried to reach between her legs, she moved so she was just out of my reach. I tried again, but she moved again. Then she popped my cock out of her mouth and looked at me."Ladies first. Remember? I get to eat you then you can. The moment her hips touched the table’s edge she felt herself pushed over it, bent at the waist, her skirt slipping higher than modesty should allow. And then, with exquisite patience the fabric of her skirt was pulled higher, completely exposing her soaked panties to The Master’s wishes. At least for a moment. In no time she felt the soft cotton of her underwear pulled by invisible fingers over her sacrum, gently past the twin globes of her toned ass, and finally all the way down her legs;. "A house negra like you doan sit at Suh's table lookin' like that!" She had me in my bedroom, the one I rarely used for anything but closet space and making myself beautiful at the vanity."You set a fine table, ma'am," I said, trying to sound sincere."Doan sass me, girl!" She shook her head. "You take ahold that bed now." Owwww ... Mercy!" I winced and tilted my head as the old woman grabbed my ear, pinching it hard as she pulled me where she wanted me.My bed was a four poster, with a canopy.