His dick was every bit of ten inches. The first day I met him, he asked, “Can you cut my hair.”“Cassandra can do it. We went to the same program...” I advised him.“I don’t let women cut my hair,” he protested. “Give me your address. I can come over in an hour.”“But I was about to spend some time with my folks,” I informed him.“As I said. I will be at your house in an hour.”I admit I was turned on by his accent and domineering attitude. I gave hima shape up then he gave me a workout. The dominance. Wo dar gyi boli plz bhaiya aap kisi ko mat batana .Mai bola nii bataunga par tujhe mai jo kahunga karna padega .Tab wo boli thik hai aur mai man hi man khus ho gya .Tab wo puchi kya karna padega to mai bola tujhe ek din ke liya meri wife ban na padega .Wo shocked rah gyi aur woli ye nahi ho sakta to mai bola thik hai to mai mom dad ko bta dunga . Wo mazboor hokar maan gyi aur mai khusi se ucchal pada mai use apne pass bulaya aur use kiss karne laga thodi der me wo bhi garam hone lagi aur mera. Fir aunty ne mere liye bread n butter diya kahane k baad aunty ne kaha k tum tv/pc on karlo main thoda kaam kar ke ate hu toh maine kaha k kya main thoda help kardu auntyAunty : nahi beta tum tv dheko main kar lungi .me:no prob aunty , apko help kar dunga ,kaam jaldi khatam ho jayegaaunty :ok chalome:bolo kya karna hainaunty :tum stool par chado main tumhe kuch saman dete hu sirf uppar rak denaMe:ok aunty niche jhuk thi tab main chura chura k aunty k hips aur unki boobs dhek leta tha kuch saman. I watched her work a hand into her panties, then bring the cum drenched fingers to my mouth. “Taste?” She would ask with seduction burning in her eyes. With a nod I would lick the outside edges of her hand and savor the plentiful juice already on her fingertips, this only gets better. She lowered my pants to expose my throbbing cock, “Want me?” She asked next bringing her burning pussy within reach, though still clad in black panties. Again a nod from me, “Not yet” she would say, you’re not.