I want to do a little shopping in Oxford Street. Would you like to come along Dear?” Sandra did like Rachel a lot but wished she would stop calling ...er Dear and Darling. “I don’t know, I hardly ever go to London, not my scene really.” “Oh, you must come we could have a girly day out, call somewhere for lunch or find a nice little café or something. Meet me at the station around nine o’clock.” “I really don’t think … oh go on why not?” Sandra said actually feeling quite excited at getting out. She spread her legs then whipped her long silk hair and bent over for me and wiggled her ass, it took a few seconds for the jiggling of her butt to stop after she had stopped moving. “Ohhh fuck me papi!” she moaned. “I’ve been such a bad girl,” she said as she slapped her very sore looking bottom. I got up behind her and put my dick to her thick pussy lips, teasing her. She began to beg for it. It was so hot hearing her beg for my dick while she wiggled her sore cheeks. I pressed in her and she. Standing behind me I can feel his hot breath on me as he smells my hair and starts to kiss my neck and bite my ears. I can feel him running his hands all over my body. I feel him lean into me and I know his cock is hard. I am starting to panic a little, but my panties are getting wet. His hand finally reaches up my skirt and I try to squirm away from him but he restrains me. I can feel his hand on my panties as he begins to reach inside he stops and pushes up my skirt and slaps my ass, hard. I. Claiborne had contacts in India, so she made sure that Debbie was also learning about the Kama Sutra and advanced sexual techniques. That way she could teach her sisters and cousins when she got back. Debbie was receiving advanced meditational and sexual instructions by several beautiful Indian trainers who taught her powerful tongue techniques to make a woman's pussy climax more, and a man's cock to explode by the intense friction of the tongue. She also learned special vagina techniques on.