Shweta – will you be happyAyush – Yes i will be, its my fantasyShweta – ok then i will do it for you, but only chattingAyush – Ok thats what i...want (although i know that her pussy is burning for chatting with him and she is dying to take his dick, but girls pretend that they are doing favour to us) and we ended the chat.Later she emailed me the conversation between her and Deepak on Whatsapp (i shared the number of Deepak)Shweta – HiDeepak – Hi, who is thisShweta – wah, itni zaldi bhul. Sarah left Ealing and drove home early on Sunday morning after a light breakfast with Deedi. The clear road and straightforward journey gave her time to think. Something evaded her consciousness over the past few weeks but it came to her the night before when she chatted with Deedi after returning to the house. They had a great time together and before going to bed their conversation turned to the future and what it hold for both of them.The bright, late autumn sun worked hard but the chill in. He used to hang out in this really shitty bar in north Vegas that had mostly all black guys as regulars. I was almost always the only white girl in there. Sometimes he would take me over to the corner booth and force me to suck his giant black cock in the dark while on my knees under the table until he came in my mouth. I think a few of the other guys knew what was going on cause I would get "that look".Anyway, one night I went in to pick him up cause he dosen't have a car but he wasn't there.. With the next pass across her asshole I pushed a greasy finger into her asshole."Oh god ... what are you doing?" she moaned as my other fingers teased her pussy lips and clit as my index finger fucked her ass."Do you want me to stop?" I asked hoping that the answer would be a "No"."Mmmmm ... mmmmm" was what I heard from her as she churned her hips against my fingers that were teasing her pussy and her ass. I was able to slip a finger into her pussy joining my index finger in her ass as I now.