"Give me the strength to resist," she moaned as the long, hot piece of man cock sent a bolt of lightening up her pussy."You feel so nice," he moaned p...lling her tighter. "Make me feel good," he said flexing his cock against her. "I've heard of people doing this, it'll be ok," he begged grabbing her very shapely 36-inch ass, squeezing and caressing it."What are you talking about?" she whispered caressing his face, enjoying his hard cock against her pussy and his big hands running all over her."I. And I just wanted to show my gratitude for inviting me to your party”“You’re not permitted to touch …. but I assume you WOULD like to see what an Indian woman really wears under her sari?”With this, she turned on my bedside lamp, and momentarily stood stock-still by my side of the bed, giving me a moment to soak up yet another view of her elegance. It struck me almost like a thunderbolt her sari was tantalisingly slightly see-through with the light falling obliquely through it!She smoothly and. Then, with one swift thrust, I buried myself to the hilt in her tight channel. We both groaned at the overwhelming feeling of our primal connection. I was still for a moment, and then slowly withdrew. My hardness shone with the moistness of her arousal. I pushed back in, firm and far; my abdomen pushing up against her tight little butt-cheeks. I repeated this, over and over; each time increasing the speed and force of my penetration. I grabbed her hips for leverage; I was literally pulling her. But it's not you." Well, I didn't know what else to think. I mean... I used to be your best friend." You still are," Heather said automatically."Yet you hang around people like Jason and Richie. I mean, of all people." Oh, well..." So I obviously did something to offend you," continued Diane, starting to look upset. "Just tell me what it is." Diane, I keep telling you, you didn't do anything wrong. I just..." I know, I know. You have something on your mind." Diane sighed dramatically. "You used.