He then asked me while continuing to gag me on his cock, “Do you think she realized her ‘manly’ boyfriend was choking on a cock while dressed up...as the biggest randi in town?” Unable to speak with his cock shoved down my throat, I shook my head in a no.I really hoped she didn’t have that doubt. I had a feeling this guy will somehow make the situation where she ends up seeing me like this. I was very afraid of that. He saw the expression and knew I was thinking that. He laughed as he enjoyed my. I gently removed her hands from her face.I kissed her lips, then her cheeks, then her neck, then her upper chest, and slowly removed her saree again. She closed her eyes. I caressed her boobs. She was breathing heavily. I kissed her upper chest, bare belly, navel. Slowly, I started unhooking her sexy blouse.I lifted her bra and freed her soft boobs. Her nipples were fully erect. The first thing I did was sucked her nipples for a while and pressed the other one. When I looked up, I saw she was. He's going toneed them."Jason turned back to the mirror. Would she ever be satisfied, or was healways to live under a threat? At least he could find pleasure in seeinghimself in soft, delicate girls' clothes, like this beautiful pink dresswith widely puffed sleeves and a broad collar edged with pink lace. Thedress separated so shamefully in the front and had integrated petticoatsfilling it out so widely to halfway down his thighs. His legs felt sotightly encased, in white floral patterned. His hips began to gyrate slowly, his hands cupping my head at the crown, craning it back to give himself a direct canal through my mouth into my throat. Needy for more of his thick meat, I rocked slowly on the console of the car, grinding my dripping pussy over the wood grained finish. As he tugged my head closer, impaling my mouth with his throbbing instrument, I could see the muscles thicken in his arms, his biceps bulging into softballs from the simple crooking motion. He began a steady.