Baat 1 saal pehle ki hai, u.P me mera ghar h doubble floor jisme upar hamari family rehti h or niche rent pr de dete h. To kahani kuch iss tarah h mai...south india k ek college se engineering kar raha tha meri engineering complete ho gai or mai apne ghar aa gya ghar me bas meri mom rhti hain q ki papa army me hain na. Raat ko 2 baje ghar pahucha change kr k fresh ho k coffee pee k soo gya. Next morning utha naha dho kr ghumne nikla niche utarte time ek bohot khubsurat gori slim aurat pr najar. " You're a real philanthropist," Rhonda said. "Of course, you could fix their problems without making them sleep with you." I could," John admitted, "if I were a philanthropist. I think a little quid pro quo isn't too unreasonable. I leave everyone better off." But you change who they are," Rhonda said."Not really," John said. "Or only in minor ways. I've affected you. Do you feel like a different person?" No," Rhonda said grudgingly. "But you said yourself you weren't doing much to me." Not. We made out for a while after, which I don't normally feel like doing. It was just so sexy and beautiful in a cocoon with her under the night sky.Her wet, hot mouth was everywhere between my legs now as her fingers pumped into me with the perfect rise of pressure and speed. She read me like a dashboard. The result of years of practice. The orgasm came on slowly, then raging like a storm. "Ohh fuck me Charlie, fucking....fukkkkkkkk..." I lost control of my body. She owned me like always, sending. After a few minutes, which seem much longer you hear me say ‘Stand’. Again, you obey. You are guided back a few steps, to the middle of the living area. A silk scarf is looped over your face. ‘Open your mouth’, you do as you are told. The scarf is placed in your mouth and tied off behind your head. Now you are both blindfolded and gagged. Fingers caress your hair, another set of hands touch your right arm and another the left. It seems like three sets of hands touching you. Now hands are on.