She pulled her t-shirt up over her tits and returned to masturbating me. Both her hands wrapped round my cock. She spat on the head and the slurping s...und of a great wank could be heard as her hands stroked my cock's full length. I twitched each time her hand gripped my swollen head. She spat again as I played with one of her nipples. It was so very hard and she gasped as I rolled it between finger and thumb. Her rubbing became faster and I put my head was back, eyes closed as the pre-orgasm. Perfectly."Ahem. The skirt's a bit short," he looked down at his lily-white legsstill clad in his purple socks."That's how they wear them sweetie. Those hosties like showing a bitof leg," she teased."Put on a nice pair of sheer tights, pantyhose the Yanks call them, anice pair of heels and you'll be a knockout," Doris grinned."What about a blouse?" she asked.Chris was still mesmerised; looking at himself in the mirror."You'll need a blouse to go under the jacket. Hang on a bit I've gotjust. Aside from the one blow to the face, the assailant is careful not to damage the head, ribs and genitals of his prey.Less than two minutes after the attack began, the attacker walks back to the motorcycle.An ambulance siren pulls me from my thoughts, it overtakes and it seems to be going the same direction I am. In fact, I follow it all the way to my home. A home currently brightly illuminated with a multitude of blue flashing lights coming from three police cars and now the ambulance. A number. Tapare bhai bhaujanku uthai tanka muha tanka banda re madi dele.Tapare bhauja bhainka 7 inch ra banda ku pati re chusi baku lagile. dui jana epari mazi jai thile ki katha bi heu nathile. tapare bhauja pati ru banda taku kadhi kahile. mo sreegiha swami amiti karu thiba na mote gehiba mu ai sambhali paruni.Thik achilo randi bia dekhei soi ja. tapare bhaujanka dudha dita ku di hatare dhari au ranka dui padare bhai dui pada rakhi tanku oholei bed re kachadi dele. tapare tanka jangha ku banda ku.