Knocking on the door I thought about what I was going to say. When the door opened Mr Smith was standing there in his robe. He smiled and said come on...in. Before I could react he put his hand on my shoulder and pulled me in. Walking to the kitchen he said, you want something to eat. Mumbling I said OK. He made me some food and brought it to the table. Nervous, I was about to eat. Mr Smith put his hands on my shoulders and rubbed. I didn't know what to do. He reached down and slid his hand under. Sissy shrieked as his huge cock-head hit her cunt-walls.She shivered then, and the narrow, hair-lined slit of her quivery cunt clenched tightly around his cock. The man groaned when he felt her do that and to get her to do it again, he pulled his prick back and plowed into her pussy once more. That did the trick. Sissy's hot cunt spasmed wildly, choking his huge prick like a fist.Her delicious young pussy infuriated the man's aching cock. He withdrew and thrust deep, withdrew and plunged. There were at least four distinct bruises; two at about the middle of each cheek then, two or three more on the lowest part of each cheek – right above my thigh. I knew, from past experience, walking in any kind of heels would be a little uncomfortable, just like sitting (for a day or, a little more). Back in bed I had some morning wood to work off for someone so, in the dim pre-dawn light, I rode him until this cowgirl couldn’t handle the pain in my cheeks anymore then, let him take over.. I got space in that room and it was my luck that to see space besides my Bhabi. I flew in the air when Bhabi said “aajao mere bagal mai thodi si space hai, pr kambal nahi hai” she added koi baat nahi aajao meri kambal share karte hain”. On hearing this I was just shocked. Maine bola theek hai bhabi mai pehle bathroom jaata hu. She said OK. I ran into the bathroom and came out from there quickly. I thought that my luck has now turned in my fovour. Mai corner wali side so gaya aur meri angel ab.