Your fingers running through my hair only serve to quicken the shower of kisses, licks and bites I rain down on your neck and shoulders as my hands sl...p from your waist and down to the hem of your dress and then up and under.As my hands under your dress travel back up across the bare skin of your thighs they don’t encounter any fabric. It’s not a surprise to either of us – we both know your purple panties are in my right pocket, After all our naughty play under the table at dinner you had. Her hood was pulled down across her face and I carefully took her hand. As soon as I touched her skin she gave a little jerk of surprise."Miss," I said to her softly, "Miss, are you okay?"I saw her nod. "I think so. My stick." Her voice was clear and pure. It had a sing-song lilt to it with a hint of Irishness.The taxi driver glanced around. "Over there. We need to get her off this crossing to where she will be safe. Do you want me to..." No," I said firmly, "I'll do it. You get the stick." I. Upon entering the room she sees me naked from the waist down and gives me a big smile. "Mmmm, that's what I like to see" she says as she sets the sheets down. "I'm close" I tell her.She walks over to me and begins fondling my balls as she looks down at my hand stroking vigorously. She kneels down and immediately takes my cock into her mouth and the feeling her wet tongue on me sends me right over the edge. She begins milking stream after stream of cum down her throat. My knees want to buckle so. Par me to tis sal ke vidhwa aurat hu is lie koi mujhe dekhta nahi tha. Mujhe to kisi na naam bhi nahi janti thi. Par unme se jo teen player sabse accha khelte the me unka naam Pele, Ronaldo aur teereska ka naam Maradona rakh dia tha. Pati ko guzre hue char saal ho chuke the aur mere football player ke sath sex karne ka iccha bahut saal se tha. Mera driver un larko ko janta tha is lie mene socha mere driver ke sath hi pahale driving karna pare gi. Fir apne driver ke jariye hi in teeno football.