.!’ aur is baar usne apna pussy mere naak k upar daal diya , ‘soong isko ache se…Jabtk main na blu soonte reh.’, todi der mein mera dum phir g...utne lagaa..Mera muh laal ho rah tha, maine, chatpatane ki koshis ki,to usne apne jaango ko aaur majboot kar diya, upar se uska skirt mere pure chehre ko dhak rakha tha, saayad use yeh dikha na ho. Maine pet ko upar karna chahaa, lekin wo karte hi thore der k liye sahi wo uthi, aur phir mere muh ke aur peeth karke mujh pe baith gyi..Is baar dard zyada ho. As we shook hands, she replied, "Hi. I'm Joy. So nice to meet you." She was a good six inches shorter than me and spent most of our face to face time staring at my tits. I relished the attention as it had been some time since I was attracted to another woman that seemed so captivated by me. Don't get me wrong, I love women, and I have had a few in the years before my marriage. I am even attracted to Sharon, but she seems to show no sign of lesbian proclivities.But Joy was getting me wetter by. I could feel Victors cock pulsing when he stopped fucking. It was going hard then twitching, the bell end was thobbing too. He was so hot in there. Victor stopped his rapid fucking and slowly pushed his manhood deep into me, He licked my right ear and started to grunt. His hands worked my titties out into the warm park air, they swung about smacking into each other, milk splattered all over. He grabbed my tits and squeezed with his huge hands enjoying firing milk all over.Victor was going to. .. ahhh, there it is." She picks up an old dusty bottle, turning it in the light to be admired. A smile bloomed across her lips as she saw it was indeed the one she was looking for. "Here it is, then. Absinthe Nectar of the Gods, they say, the Green fairy. Sweetened with anise to take the edge off. We'll use that to poison the worm." She held forth the bottle to me, handing it over as if she were relinquishing a sacred object. I withdrew the cork and passed it under my nose, it smelled of wild.