.how else could I explain my luck.I was on my knees...at eye level...a cute shaved curlicue; a raunchy, fancy, double twisted; crinkled pinkness, mesm...rised my eyes...Renee had a stunningly attractive cunt. All I remember after that was her sweet fleshy taste, her moans of pleasure and her rocking thigh happiness as I tongue delved, finger petted and did the general male rummage and grope where it did the most good for her slit fleshes increasingly sodden delight. She was young and eager... and. “You a bit uncomfortable Annie?” she inquires."Yes, these blasted straps, can’t seem to get them right.”“Mmmm…I dare you Annie...”Oh dear – she’s off again. Sarah has always had this thing about dares – ever since she was just a little kid. She was always daring all her friends to do stupid things, then running away when we got hurt or into trouble. I dread to think what she’s got in mind now…“I dare you Annie…to take your bra right off!”“Oh come off it, Sarah.”“Hey Annie, admit it, you want. I watched this for several minutes and began to get very worked up. My right hand was slowly stroking my cock while my other hand was down between my legs, the tip of my middle finger rubbing my anus. I placed each foot up on the desk, straddling my keyboard as my finger probed my sensitive hole.Just then I thought I caught a glimpse of movement outside the window behind my computer monitor. I froze awkwardly and watched to see if I could tell what it was that moved. I saw nothing. I sat,. Whatever sexual experiences I have had were with professionals. And that’s the way I like it- no unnecessary attachments, pay money and do whatever u want. I have always had a fetish for big boobs and I had a gala time.But with time, I started thinking why not get a wife with all the right attributes and enjoy foc. I made up my mind to look for one from a very poor family. I got my heart’s desire when through a community source, I came to know of a certain D’Sa family in Malwani (a suburb of.