”….I said “please rani…Since that day…I am just burning in the lust…You know I was dreaming that I am eating grapes from your navel and ho...ey on your boobs….Your nipples totally soaked in honey and I am sucking them passionately….”…She sexily whispered “hey raj…You have very naughty plans….But not now please…Control the feelings baby…Sekhar can come anytime and chintu is also at home…Please baby …Please…”…I said “rani….Atleast till then…I want to enjoy your navel and boobs just this way….I want. With an endless sea of trees stretching out on either side of the asphalt road, commuters had to be careful to keep from driving off the road. Because of this, most vehicles advanced like snails, but one of them zoomed down the road. The driver of this car was a beautiful young woman by the name of Barbie Lez. Dammit! swore Barbie as she glanced at her watch. It was 7:57 AM. She had three minutes to reach her destination. And reach it she must, because being late is never a good idea,. She actually found herself a little disappointed when he didn't. Her disappointment melted away quickly, however, when he began sliding his engorged cock into her.But after just a few thrusts, he stopped, sliding his manhood out of her moist home. "Noooo," she moaned, thinking he was teasing her. But her confusion was short lived when she felt his cock pressing up against her dark hole.She immediately tensed up. Nobody had ever taken her there before. Nobody, in fact, had ever asked.She felt. “Hello there. Are you the hunting party belonging to Mr. Smith?”, he asked.One of the men replied: Yes, Sir, I am Mr. ..eehh… Smith, Sir. You must be Mr. Obatulezi? Thank you for coming so far”.“Obutulezi. No problem! I was actually not so far away anyway. And I intend to stay nearby for my own business and pleasure!” His roaring laughter for some reason made the men nervous. “Did you bring the goods, Mr. Obutuluzi”, asked Mr. Smith.“Of course. I just wanted to see you gentlemen before I give.