Let us meet tomorrow at 4.” she agreed.The next day, I made my way to Red Castle and decided to sit in one of the quiet private rooms at the back of...the restaurant. I wanted to avoid the noisy tables at the front. I had ordered a couple of beers and was waiting for Zareena. About 10 minutes later, a young woman in her 20s entered my private room and introduced herself as Zareena. She was wearing a dress that revealed the size of her breasts, and her wide hip. I just could not take my eyes off. Uske ek hath mere kamar par rakhne par main kuch na boli. To apne dusre hath ko meri dusri taraf kamar par rakh bola: Aise peeche se tumhe komalta se pakdega.Main: Aur!Woh meri gand par apne uthte ubhar ko sata kar bola: Aise tumse chipak jayega.Main: Kyu?Woh meri kamar par apni pakad ko kasta hua apni ungliya dabakar bola: Kyu ki ham aise nahi hote agar main tumhara pati hota to.Main firse palat kar use dekh boli: To, kaise hote?Tushaar apne lund ke ubhar ko meri gand par dabata hua bola: Tab. Then he flinched as his view was completely blocked by a dark curtain. Then something jerked the rifle out of his hands.Béla crashed to the ground next to him, clutching his rifle in her arms.“Seems kind of one-sided, doesn’t it?” she asked him, grinning mischievously.Jake sighed and held out his hand for the rifle. Holding onto the barrel, she handed him the stock end.“Let’s play ‘tug-o-war’,” Béla suggested. “If you can make me let go of the rifle, you win. If you drop the rifle, I. "So, they made you lick their little pussies, did they?" she asked, her voice quiet and husky."Yes." Alicia's own voice was very unsteady. The edge of one finger had just barely touched the tip of her exposed clit.Alicia felt hot breath on her neck, then lips just brushed the side of her throat. A tongue flicked out, licking her soft skin. Alicia moaned faintly, her hips rocking just a bit as the fingers slid between her gooey nether lips, releasing some of her pent up oils. Her scent grew.