But after awhile I had to capitulate. A flick of Carmen’s tongue at the opening at my glans was all it took to send the muscles around my balls into...convulsions. I grab hold of the steering wheel with both my hands as my hips lurched, and I felt the tip of my cock probe deeply into her throat as a stream of cum flew out of my cock. Carmen didn’t flinch and continued to bob up and down on my cock as another round of cum traveled up and out of the shaft of my cock. Another flick of her tongue. He heardsome noises and then she returned and told him to follow her. They wentthrough the door into a most marvelous dungeon. It had just abouteverything a fetish slave could dream about. In the center was a strangecontraption. It looked like a wall except it did not reach to theceiling. In the center of the wall, above five feet from the floor was apadded hole. It looked much like the head and face rest for a massagetable. Just below that and a bit further out were two. After that Khala met my mother and could not be seen again. When I enquired about her I came to know that for some emergency reason Khala had to go back to her home in Kashmir, so she left.in a hurry. I kept getting bored there because I had not much acquaintances or friends thereafter that .When the engagement got over Ammi Abbu ( father & Mother) called me and said – Son, you have already met Noori your Khala, you will have to pay a visit to Noori in Kashmir for an very important. " she looked at the man's hand and shook her head, " ... not interested." Not interesting, you mean." Paul gave her a smile as the bartender put a bottle of beer and a glass on the bar in front of him."Uh..." Sofia's small mouth opened and closed for a second as she tried to think of a reply. She knew she was attractive enough and she'd had her fair share of come-ons, but never had someone called her uninteresting."That's because you're still sleeping," Paul said, picking up his Michelob and.