Okay, sweety?" What's the Zima ritual. Isn't that the weird alcohol from the Nineties?" asked Betty, turning her head to look back at Mary."It's a spe...l," Mary told her. "And it has nothing to do with any alcoholic drink." Mary caught her lips in a kiss as Betty's cunt rubbed velvety wet against around my cock.Next to me, Antsy gave out a little shriek and shuddered on the couch, her eyes fluttering as an orgasm washed over her. "Ooh, that was nice. Can I have a sex slave?" Antsy eagerly asked.. I'm so glad you chose me, darling. And as for last night — well, I daren't even think about it, I just go all goose-pimply. Do you know it was ten o'clock before I could even get off the bed?"I asked her to tell me more about this. These post-coital trances were a consequence of FUCK that I needed to understand."Well," she began after a pause to marshal her thoughts, "after we went to bed, er, made love, er —" She hesitated. "James," she inquired, "what do you like to call it?" Well, Fran, at. "Yes, doctor, I like being spanked over your lap. Please let me cum!"I was going crazy, this was getting me so hot!Her hand dived between my legs and she expertly rubbed my clit as I humped on her knees, panting and yelping. "Such a responsive young pussy! I can see how wet you are, you're oozing with arousal."She gave me a few hard spanks inbetween frigging my clit and just as I was about to cum, she slipped her wet finger deep into my asshole and my stinging bottom pumped up and down around. Her Mother was a teacher in a pvt. School and her Father had taken an early retirement from merchant navy. As a family they were very well off. They had recently moved from a small town in Rajasthan to an apartment in an up-market society in Delhi which was in our neighborhood, just a few kms away.Now, about Upasna she was an over-friendly young blossoming schoolgirl, very much a power package. She was about 5’.5” in height with a balanced body. Her boobs were just the right size of an apple.
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