Gently she lowers me onto the end of the bed and I feel the bed shake as She crawls on as well. ?Turn over, on your hands an knees pet, face the top ...f the bed.? You command .I obey quickly, whimpering softly. ?Please Master, it is so hard to do with the blindfold, cant I please. please.........?. ? Silence slut, one more word and I will punish you, it that clear? You growl. I nod in understanding. ?Now slave, I want you to please Her, as I have pleased you in the past, do. Jason wanted to calm her down. In fact, he liked her so much he wanted to come clean and admit he was a fraud, but he didn't know where to begin.Frida was convinced that Jason's sperm itself was the cure and she opened up to him like a virgin on prom night.Jason couldn't take his eyes off Frida and those begging blue eyes, hiding behind blond bangs, and long, straight, almost ironed looking tresses, a pair of headlights that required plenty of mouthing, then a perfect button of a navel until. Deliriously, she ran a hand down into the wisp of her pubic hair, her finger searching for her clit. Atharva wasn’t stimulating it due to his inability to get all the way inside her. Her fingers swept over the hard button of nerve endings and also the top of Atharva’s stroking prick.”Yeah…uhhn… That’s good, Gunjan…grab it, uhhn…Gunjan, grab my dick, baby!” her lover instructed her.Gunjan raised her shoulders and looked down her damp body. His hefty cock was moving just beyond her fingers.”Come. Or mai pairo pe lagane ke liye oil leke aaya. . .Ab mai unke pairo ke pass baith gaya or mami ke nighty ko thoda upar kiya, or us hisse pai oil laga ke massage karne laga. . .Mami to apni aankhe band karke leti hui thi. . .Ab mai apni chal chlne laga or dhire-dhire apna haath massage kare ke bahane upar-upar sarkane laga, uspe mami kuch nahi boli. Maine mami ke nighty ki kamar tak sarka diya or unki chikni-chikni jangho ko dekhne laga or massage karne laga. . .Iswaqt aise haalath me tha ki man.